Our son has been an overachiever from the beginning. A little too smart for his own good. He learned to crawl at six months and by the time he was 9 1/2 months he was walking. I knew I was in for it when he became more mobile because he was just too curious. In the last two places we lived he was a little more contained. Baby gates were set up to where he was pretty much in his room if ever left to his own devices. This worked for him and me both because it allowed me to get things done and him to have some alone time. Now that we have moved to our new home I wanted him to feel like it is his home to because well, it is! This has led to a series of events that have either shaved years off my life or dissolved me into laughter.
Our first night in our new home our son had to sleep in our bed because we didn't have his set up yet. If you read my previous blogs then you know we went on vacation right after moving but before unpacking. Anyway, as I was saying the first night in our new home our son woke up and sat up in bed screaming and crying. He was inconsolable. We tried to hug or pat him and he would shove our hands away and continue to scream. I got up to get him a sippy cup of water. He grabbed it and drank it as if he hadn't drank in weeks. And then all was fine with the world. I laugh about it now but at the time when he was screaming I was so worried that something was wrong because he has been sick. All he really wanted was a drink of water and was too upset to tell us!
Our second day in our new home our son had been wandering around wherever he pleased. Which was fine with us, we just had to keep an eye or ear on his where abouts. I was in the kitchen and heard him in our bedroom opening my dresser drawers. I told my husband he might want to check on him and shortly after I said that we both heard a loud awful bang. We both took off running for the bedroom. My son sat calmly in the floor with a fruit cup of applesauce dipping his fingers in it and eating it. That same cup of applesauce had been on top of my dresser (I don't know or remember why). He had pulled out the drawers to climb up and get it. In doing that he caused the dresser to fall over. Fortunately it was caught by another dresser or it would have landed on him. He didn't cry or anything just sat where he had landed eating the applesauce. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry so I just turned and walked out of the room after assuring myself he was ok and let my husband pick him up. After I had composed myself I scooped him up and simultaneously hugged and scolded him.
That same day, after the dresser episode, my husband scooted my son's dresser in his room closer to the wall and where it would fall on the changing table if we had a repeat. I was in his room playing with him and turned my back to pick up something. Next thing I know he is crying and all I can think is I didn't hear him do anything. I turn around and found him wedged between his dresser and the wall. I had to pull the dresser out to get him out.
Tonight after the jewelry show/open house I had here he had another fun adventure. I had made chocolate cupcakes for my guests and the leftovers were sitting on the counter near the edge. I came out of another room into the hallway and my son ran by with chocolate on his face. My husband came runing after him with a baby wipe. I got on to my husband for feeding our son a cupcake. He said, "I nothing, go look for yourself." There was a cupcake that had little finger swipes in the icing and a bit pinched off. Our son had been reaching up and grabbing at the cupcake. Nothing is safe in this house!
Now we haven't even been in this house a week and I am already questioning his freedom but I know it is good for him. I have had a glimpse into the many adventures I am sure to have with my curious little boy. I am glad that God has a watch over him and has saved him from sure disasters. That way I can look back and chuckle at him. Afterall, he is just being a little boy. Be prepared for blogging about the adventures of my son. For now I believe I shall go watch the little angel sleep. That is really the only time he is still for very long :)
