Henry has decided that, as he can now move around of his own accord, it is about time to start causing some mischief. Today, he has found himself in previously uncharted territory (otherwise known as the kitchen). He also has decided that, while his daddy was playing xbox, he wasn’t getting enough attention. The solution to this was to crawl over to the television, press the big power button, and turn around with a cheeky grin on his face. Message received, Henry!
It’s impossible to be at all annoyed with his cute, little antics though. He makes me laugh at him all day long, and I have so much fun with him.
He’s been crawling for about a week now, and has an attraction to wires and curtains, phones and cupboards. I do love my little rascal, and how I have to take him to the bathroom with me now…
Yesterday, Henry decided that he wanted to play with a toy that he couldn’t reach. And then he realised that he could just move forward. Of course, when he realised that, he decided that he didn’t want that particular toy anymore. He wanted to crawl over to the wires behind the television and put them in his mouth. He wanted to see what was under the sofa, and on the window sill. And he wanted to investigate everything.
I really need to baby proof properly. We spent a while going round, decluttering and removing dangerous objects from the reach of little hands. However, that isn’t enough now. We need to get those little hook things for our kitchen cupboards, the clips to put the tv on the wall, and a packet of plug socket protectors.
He’s still going relatively slowly at the moment, which I know won’t last long. He’s still wobbling about and unsteady, but I’m thankful for this, because it’s been two days and I’m already pooped.
It’s crazy how quickly this has come along. I say it all the time, but it didn’t seem that long ago that we were thinking about what cot we wanted to chose for him and what name he was going to have.
And now he’s crawling. My little boy, he’s growing up.