It’s good to be 8 months old, I think. Archer’s come to life in a million new ways, and he’s been so much fun to watch as he explores the world. But we’ve also entered an entirely new era of mobility. He’s juuuuust about to start crawling – he hasn’t quite figured out the on-all-fours motion yet, but he does love to scoot himself inchworm-style on the floor.
And thus, the babyproofing is underway. He thought it was great fun to pull every book down that he could reach the other day, and now I’m remembering what it’s like to see everything through curious new (baby) eyes.
Later after I shot this photo the other day, he pulled that red chair right over on himself. They’re surprisingly lightweight, and I was standing right next to him when he did it. ::sigh:: Can we go ahead and bubble-wrap the baby and everything else in the house now?
I’ve had to move my beautiful Ikea hack shelves out of the living room for the meantime. Just too much temptation for Mr. Curious, and so the family room now looks like this:
A nice big ol’ playpen, riiiight in the middle. Loaded with blankets and toys. I remember doing this with Jude (we called it baby jail haha).
I’m doing a Brene Brown class on the Gifts of Imperfection right now, and she made a good point that you shouldwrite down some of the mundane daily things you do. Because at some point you’ll want to look back and remember the mundane, the normal. Our daily schedule right now looks like this: