Seen here on his first birthday, Number Two is exploring mobility. The speed of these things is phenomenal. The day of his first birthday he switched from commando-style-live-fire-under-barbed-wire crawling to the more traditional on-all-fours. The next day he pulled himself up to stand on a small box. The day after that he was standing up in his crib and walking around holding the rail. The day after that I lowered the level in his crib fearing that by the end of the week he would’ve achieved powered flight and interplanetary travel.
In other news I finally replaced the glass in my oven door. Here’s what it looks like now:
Don’t see anything? PRECISELY! [maniacal laughter for several minutes] The new glass is so clean I can actually, wait for it, see into the oven from the outside. I compare this with the other oven whose glass hasn’t been cleaned since Harry Truman was in office and is a portal to a distorted and yellow-tinged world where everything is burned because the thermostat is unpredictable. The new door lets me see things AS they are burning. See, there’s always a silver lining. Next week I’ll report on how many Thanksgiving dishes caught on fire, were dropped upside-down on the floor, or went from the dish with a quick stopover in the mouth, from there to a wadded-up napkin and finally, thankfully, into the trash. Happy Thanksgiving!
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What a great picture of Mr. Snuggles! He did progress so fast that it was hard to keep up with him. Very entertaining blog…loved it!
He’ll be walking by Christmas at this rate! Woo-hoo!
If it makes you feel any better I don’t even have glass to look through. (sad face). See if you can keep count of how many soggy napkins you find with chewed up veggies. Do they cram them into their chairs like we always did? Hummm! Just FYI I never spit out my CHEESE GRITS! YUM! Are you guys having cheese grits??
What??? No like cheese grits??
Cheese grits … ? What fresh hell….?