Home Cooked Thoughts

I refused to voice the words, “I can’t wait until . . . ,” because I never wanted to rush my little guy, but Ben has insisted on rushing into things anyway.  He is officially crawling.  The books say I shouldn’t expect him to be crawling so soon, but he obviously hasn’t read the books.

And we complained that he was always smiling, but not really laughing . . . well, all of that’s changed.  Today he decided that he would roll over while I was trying to change his diaper and when I stopped him, said “No thank you” and rolled him back, not only did he grimace, but he chuckled.  When he opted to do the same thing again, instead of a chuckle – he laughed.  This continued until his diaper was changed and I was picking him up off the table.

The laughing continued after dinner when I got on the floor to pick up the toys he dropped (he was still in his seat) and I decided to pop up and startle him with, “Boo!”  He jumped and then laughed and laughed!  I couldn’t help but do it over and over until my knees couldn’t take it any more.  A baby’s laugh is intoxicating.

What’s next?  Walking?  Uh, I’m not ready.  As it is he’ll pull himself up into a standing position and grin so widely I know it’s only a matter of time.  Doesn’t he know I am relying on him to stay still, completely dependent on me?!  Maybe I need to start reading him the books on how he should be developing instead of the fun ones that are promoting his imagination and creativity.

Ah well, I suppose these things happen.  Instead of focusing on what’s to come, I’ll just revel in what’s happening now.  But you still won’t hear me say, “I can’t wait . . . ,” because I CAN!