Monday, July 30, 2007

And he isn't doping!

Yesterday evening Peter recorded another milestone in his development. At 6:15 PM, after playing* with him for a while, I put him down on his tummy in his crib because I had neglected to do so all day, if not all weekend. It should be noted before I proceed any further that Peter had also awakened from a 3 hour nap (a threeeeee hour nap) not too long before this and was bursting with infant vim and joie de vivre. So I put him down, with arms out in front of him, and immediately his head springs up like he was a jack-in-the-box and he had just heard the end of Pop Goes The Weasel. This was nothing new - however I noted that his head kept going up. It turns out that he was also doing a push-up, pretty much all the way up. And when he got to the peak of his arch, he then leaned over to his right and turned himself over in something of a tumble. I just had to make sure he didn’t konk his wee noggin on the side of the crib.

“Oh, Honey,” I said. “I think there’s something you should see in here.”

So Mommy came over to the crib and I flipped our little Jack LaLanne back on to his belly, and he did it all over again. We then showered him with compliments and encouragement, telling him what a good boy he is and how proud we were of him. I put him back on his belly one more time, and, pumped up on his parents coaching, launched his little 14 ½ pound body into the air and clapped his hands and shouted “HUH!!!” Then he sat up, kissed his biceps, and thanked us for spotting him.



Ok, that last part is a lie, but he did do 3 push-ups and roll-overs. And he did get weighed at his doctor visit last Thursday, so we know he’s 14 ½ pounds and otherwise healthy. He also got a referral to see an opthamologist to check out his eyelash problem (as noted here earlier) to make sure it’s not causing any scratches to his cornea, but we're ot overly concerned at the moment

Other than that, the highlights of the weekend include Peter’s first block party, and our need to take him to the bike race a couple blocks away so he’d calm down and rest. Also his first visit to Sam’s Club (and he thought Target was big).






*The game we played a lot this weekend was similar to dodgeball, except you have to replace “ball” with drool to really get the meaning of the sport. And he won every game.

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