Thursday, August 7, 2008

Where is my baby?

Who absconded with my baby and left me this rapidly developing replacement? Jack is not even 7 months old yet. Today he rolled over in his swing, while buckled in. He thinks it's hysterical. I thought it would just be a one-time thing. I should have known better. I think his days as a swinger have come to an end, which sort of sucks for me. He also followed a ball underneath his crib. I left him playing on the floor in his room to give D&H a quick bath. I turned around in the bathroom and Jack was in there smiling at me. . . he had crawled across his room, out the door, down the hall, and into the bathroom. And the biggest thing he did today? He was crawling across the kitchen floor when I turned around to look at him. He. Was. Sitting. Up. He sat up HIMSELF! WHAT?! So I had to look in David and Henry's baby books to see when they sat up themselves. David was 8 months, Henry was 9 months. Jack is not even 7 months old. SLOW DOWN! I swear the child will be walking next week. And he's all up in Henry's business, which Henry is so not happy with. He keeps doing these huge, long, dramatic sighs and saying, "Jaaaack. Go play wif baby stuffs."

David is spending the rest of his summer vacation creating drama apparently. I'm glad he's not a girl, as the drama level is already high. He's so a mini, male version of me. It's rather uncanny. And I'm not sure I like it!

Henry, Henry, Henry. You know how some children are just touchers? Yes, that's Hank. The boy touches everything. If it can be squeezed, squirted, splashed, poured, emptied, eaten, scratched, slammed, thrown, bounced, taken apart, or turned on and off, Henry's there. Oh, wait, that's EVERYTHING you say? Right. That's what he touches. Everydamnthing. I seriously feel better leaving Jack alone in a room than I do leaving Henry. If he's quiet, I know he's doing something he shouldn't be. "Henry, what are you doing?" "Weeellllll, I'm not really doing anyfing naughty." Duh. I certainly don't believe that! I came out of the shower the other day (Chris was in the garage) and heard D&H playing in my room. I started to hear drawers slamming, etc. and came out to tell them to stop. At that point David was jumping on the bed and Henry was on the floor in the living room. Counting my husband's blood pressure medication pills that he had climbed up the dresser to get and poured out on the living room floor. Child resistant top? Check. Child resistant? I think not. I honestly think we're going to have to lock our medicine in a box, because he is not stopped by safety latches, high cabinets, or any other seemingly clever solution I've come up with. Is three too young for boarding school?


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Briana said...

Goodness Jack, do slow down! Olive is still working on crawling. I am hoping she'll lag a bit behind where her brothers were, because they walked at 9 1/2 and 8 1/2 months. I want her to be the baby for a while longer since she's my last.