When the husband told me Little Mister was on the move I didn’t quite believe him. Sure, I’d seen the kid roll from back to front and then decide that he wanted someone else to roll him back, but I really didn’t think that was enough to propel himself under the armchair. And this weekend I plopped him on his playmat whilst I fixed three different breakfasts and when I went back to check on him, only moments later, he was already half way across the room.
It seems that there’s little point in trying to rise up on your knees and crawl when you can roll across the floor to move in one direction and wiggle your bum a little to turn. Now I see what the husband meant when he said that Little Mister was on the move. I can also see the need for some urgent baby proofing and Lego removal. Looks like our house won’t ever be the same again.
Blondie Boy is rolling, rolling all over the place as well. He also is desperate to crawl; he does what basically looks like swimming on land and kicks his legs like a manic, but hasn’t figured it out.
We are nowhere even close to baby proofed and I don’t want to think about how much it will cost to get there
Not for now it wont but give it time
Bless him! He’s growing up sooooo fast!
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And, so it begins!! Bless.