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.
Isaac has gotten pretty good at pulling a blankey over his head and waiting until you fire off the “Where’s Isaac?”. Then he whips it off and giggles as you hollar “Peekaboo!”. This isn’t his crispest effort, but it shows off his skills.
Mr. J. has yet to master the intricacies of coordinate movement. Meaning he doesn’t crawl, or walk, or scoot, or pull himself up, or roll over. About all he can do is sit and reach over and touch his toes. So we’ve been working with him to stand up and move around more. This wicker footstool makes a good walker for the lazy sod.
Grandma Marie sent us one of those red and blue globes with the shape holes all around, and the matching yellow blocks on the inside. Everyone I have talked to used to have one of these when they were a kid; ’tis awesome they are still around. Mr. J. likes it when I make all the blocks explode in his face, and expresses his appreciation by opening his mouth up wide.
Here’s a sweet infogram that shows a simplified version of how America’s interstate system is put together. I love stuff like this.
