This little stinker is trying to set a family record for slowest to walk. At 14 1/2 months, he is thrilled at all the hullabaloo that results from a simple solitary stand, but he doesn’t show the least bit of interest in walking alone. Granted, he has almost a month before he beats his big brother, but I think he’s determined.
Walking with a friend is just so much more fun. Look at that ridiculous forward lean. Gavster, you are not even taking this seriously.
He feels his time and energy are better spent climbing.
Looking out the window is his favourite pastime, so we help by taking a cushion off the couch for easy access and less traumatic descents. My sister was kind enough to teach him how to navigate stairs while she babysat one day, so at least he knows to fall off feet first.
I remind myself of all those “you’re gonna miss this” blog posts as he breathes slobbery bubbles onto the windows and makes perfect pudgy handprints in their wetness.
He is well into the Very Helpful phase, where I can get virtually nothing done while he’s awake, unless I want all my clean dishes dirtied, my dirty dishes licked, or my laundry strewn from one end of the room to the other before he sits on any remaining laundry in the basket to give it a proper wrinkling.
Miniature people…so annoying, yet so completely easy to love.