Proto-toddling

Peter hasn’t been crawling for very long, but already he’s working on standing up. Whether it’s a toy, a piece of furniture, or someone’s leg that he’s using as a means to climb upward, he’s wasting no time in trying to get upright. It makes us nervous when he does that because every so often he’ll lose balance and wind up bonking his head on the floor, but for the most part he’s doing that on carpeting. He’s taken a header a couple times on the kitchen floor, but most of the time he doesn’t even notice. It helps that his head is made of the hardest and densest substance known to man (or, that’s what it feels like when he butts his head into my nose every so often).

 

He’s also starting to mimic people more frequently. You can make faces at him and he’ll do the same, or you can carry on a back and forth conversation of grunts and squeals. Speaking of grunts and squeals, he woke up the other day and started making sounds that were very word-esque, and his mom thought it sounded like Vietnamese. I asked if she was teaching him Vietnamese and she said she wasn’t, but I wouldn’t put it past him to pick it up when she speaks to her parents on the phone.