Brent is doing a LOT of pulling up on things now. Sunday night he took a pretty good punch to the cheek courtesy of the coffee table, and then fell backwards and hit his head. I'm sure if I clocked it, he would have came in under .25 seconds. Then there was a second or two pause before the tears and the screaming. The tears weren't solely his either. I know he probably only cried for a minute or so, but it felt like an eternity. He came up and sat on the couch with us, and as soon as he saw the forbidden remote control, he started perking up. And this time he got to play with it for a minute. It makes a good bandaid, it seems. Then the squirming began again, so down he went, crawling and zooming around the room. Within 5 minutes he was back at the coffee table again, without any reservation. But he did pretty good from there on out.
I think he's going to wear holes in his pants the way he scoots around so quickly. His new thing is to carry some sort of toy in each of his hands, so when he crawls he can make loud clapping sounds with each "step". He certainly loves his loud noises. Of course sometimes that comes in handy. I managed to get his hair cut (yes, it had grown out already!), but with the clippers this time. I'm not sure it was the smartest thing I've attempted, but at least it's not in danger of getting in his eyes anytime soon. I'd say it was a little shorter than I meant to go, but in two weeks it should be looking pretty good. I'll get some pictures soon if I can.
He also got to eat at Taco Bell and KFC this weekend. He loves to sit in the high chairs and eat with us. Well...we eat...he plays with the food, but sometimes a little gets in his mouth. The lady at Taco Bell let us taste test some of the fiesta potatoes and he seemed to like them. They were almost like french fries. Other than that, I can't say Taco Bell has a baby-friendly menu. And at KFC, he tried the chicken poppers and the potatoe wedges, which he seemed to like.
And the best part of the weekend? A total of 4 2-hour naps! I was in heaven! Of course...you really only borrow the time in the end. At 5:30 he was up and raring to go this morning (he usually sleeps until 7). Oh well...he's such a joy in the mornings when he's all refreshed. It's the best alarm clock I can think of.
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