Another milestone: James woke up just now — the blinds were slightly raised in his room, and I think the headlights of passing cars woke him — and when I went in to check on him, he was sitting up in the middle of his crib, rubbing his eyes and fussing.
Sitting up is a new trick as of, well, just now.
Now, if only he could master crawling …
A major milestone today:
I was working on my computer in my study, while James was in the playpen behind me. Suddenly, he started laughing like mad. I turn around, and — for the first time ever — he’s stood up all by himself without using crib bars or the like to pull himself up. He was grinning ear to ear and spent the next 15 minutes using his newly standing position to walk around the perimeter of the playpen, with both hands on the upper rail.
Later on, his mom swung by and he did it again, again laughing like mad at his accomplishment.
By evening, when we stopped by at Ellis Truss, it was a matter of course for him, and he was doing it to get at things he wanted to see in the office and to climb up onto his cousin’s toys.
(I know: Screenshot or it didn’t happen. I’ll get a photo ASAP.)
Crawling is apparently overrated. Pulling yourself up to a standing position, however immobile it might be, that’s where it’s at.
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