He can now walk an indefinite number of steps, unsteady but usually not falling down, in shoes, up slopes, and around corners. He can stand up without something to pull up on. And yet, he still chooses crawling as his primary locomotion with knee-walking a close second. Walking is a fun game– anytime I sit on the floor with him, he scrambles over to me, giggling, to climb up me, walk away and get cheered at. That’s the primary benefit of walking: hugs and cheering.
From Babycenter, the Attention to Detail article and part of why I can no longer compare my child to most developmental standards:
“She’s fascinated with little things, especially bugs (don’t be surprised if she tries to eat them!). Part of the reason for this is that she has the coordination now to bend down and pick up small objects.”
Obviously untrue.
And yet, his attention to detail is amazing. So is his sense of congruency. One of his latest methods of entertainment is to point at two similar things at the same time. Two stars. Two seahorses. Two dogs. Two cars. Two lights, one his ceiling light and one his lamp. Two balls, one he was just given and the picture Kevin drew of it while he watched. And yesterday when I called him ‘baby’, he crawled to a stack of old diaper boxes (now containing baby clothes) to point out the baby on the side. Thoughtfully, I asked him where Elmo was. He peered at the box– and then pointed at the Elmo on the baby’s diaper. And then the Elmo crawling around the logo. And then finally noticed the big Elmo image that had been the only one I noticed. 2 Elmos!
He loves his crayons and wishes to color on everything. Clean white paper is best, but unmarked boxes will do. So will Michelle’s Tivo, the floor, a canvas crate, the backs of puzzles, his table, his plastic crates… He hasn’t discovered walls yet but I’m sure that will happen soon. I have some chalk coming for our driveway.
He still loves wheels and, to a lesser degree, vehicles. Vrrm, vrrm. We were playing WoW the other night, doing a raid battle that involved driving giant cartoony siege vehicles around. He watched over Kevin’s shoulder and eventually started making the vrrm vrrm sounds.
He also loves to go outside, and to just– go. He’s crawled to the car and asked to be put in his carseat. He’s had little angry fits when I put his shoes on him and then don’t take him outside to the car or his wagon.
Not so mini update, I suppose. He’s a fun kid. A final image: I’ve been trying to teach him ‘yes’ and ‘no’ (up until now he’s gotten by just fine with ‘grab/push away’) and when he tries to nod, he nods from the knees up.