I haven't had much to update on the last few weeks. Basically his ear infection got really bad and he's just been a little out of sorts. He's sleeping a lot on the weekend, and even when he isn't we haven't done anything too exciting. He's started walking pretty good now, when he takes the time to do it.
He's also figuring out some pretty fun things (for him, mind you...NOT for me). Like how to turn the floor fans on (never off, just on), how to push the laundry baskets into the kitchen, how to hand Daddy kindling whenever he's starting a fire (they both have fun with that one...I just keep seeing the word "splinters" scrolling in the front of my brain), how to turn off the television, how to throw food from the high chair and hit the wall 4 feet away, how to climb on top of things, etc. Never a dull moment anymore. I feel like my back will never straighten again after all the re-directing I have to do with him. I feel so bad telling him "no" all the time, but it just seems he likes the things that can inflict the most amount of harm. Danger is a magnet to him.
I think he's getting back to 'normal' now (can you use that term with a toddler?). And he is getting more fun by the day still. He's a crazy kid, for sure. Pure perpetual motion. It's easy to tell when he's not feeling well, because he's not moving as fast. Sometimes not at all, but that's a rarity. He must have worn himself out at day care yesterday. When I opened the door he was sprawled out in the middle of the floor, just staring into the horizon. He managed a smile when he saw me, but I didn't get the knockdown greeting I usually receive, where he crawls over at lightening speed.
Time sure is flying. Before you know it, he'll be enjoying his second Christmas. Has it really been that long?
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