Paul has changed a lot, too, but that’s to be expected. He’s barely a baby anymore, though. He’ll be a toddler any day now. He’s a master crawler. If you turn your back for a couple seconds, all you’ll see when you turn back is his little diapered bottom disappearing around the corner (on his way to get into something he shouldn’t, obviously). He pulls himself up and cruises around the furniture. He can hold onto the coffee table with one hand and bend down to pick something up from the floor with the other. Earlier Meg was in our rocking recliner and he was standing in front of it holding on. Meg leaned back a little, pulling the edge of the chair just out of his reach, and he stood there, strong and not at all wobbly, for the second it took the edge to come back into his reach.
How did we go from this:
|June 2011 (sorry for the poor quality - this is a screenshot of an iPhone video)|