Hooray! Isaac is one year old today. Why it seems like only yesterday that Blossom had me pull over at three in the morning so she could have a contraction on the side of the road. Today was a mostly normal day. We did give Mr. J. a few new birthday toys, but he was mostly interested in his books. I did conduct an interveiw to get his thoughts on this momentous occassion:
This weekend Mimi Trish came to visit. We had a lovely time, managing the boy and eating and drinking. Standard family encounter. We went to the Stone Zoo on Saturday. The grownups looked at the animals and Isaac looked at all the people. Then on Sunday we had the main event: a real haircut for the boy. Previously I would hack his hair down when he got overly hirsute. But we decided to splurge and make him look like a real boy. And he was damn good in the chair. Observe:
Too bad we spent 6 billion dollars on the Iraq war instead of this:
Isaac J. is a full on crawling baby now. He cares not to eat, or sleep, or sit quietly contemplating the ease of baby life. All he wants to do is move. Observe as he splashes incessantly in the bath, then hauls tush down to his room to play with his toys.
I hope one day to humiliate his adolescent self with this nude footage.
Happy first Mother’s Day Blossom! To celebrate we had a breakfast and then took Isaac to the playground. It was a gorgeous day, and Isaac got to wear his bug sun hat. We rode on the horses which he liked. I put him my lap and went down a slide, which he decidedly did not like. And we went up into the big fort to practice crawling.
But the best part was the swings. Isaac had a grand time in the swing, giggling up a storm and looking around at all the other kids. Next nice day we’ll be going back for more.
Isaac likes to empty things. Give him a filled container and he will fling the contents every which way.
Isaac J. is getting closer and close to full mobility. Frightening thought, really. He’s mastering the army crawl, and can roll over and sit up whenever he can be bothered. He can get his knees under him, but they don’t stay.
Isaac is not what you would call the most mobile of babies. He has expressed a marked reluctance to move on his own, although he loves to be propped up to bounce, or look out the window, or sit and play. But now it appears that is all changing. Watch as little man just begins to make the first steps towards crawling, by working the inchworm.
