Thursday, June 26, 2003

One fine day

Our morning routine is pretty basic: we wake up, mama makes coffee, and mama and Lazarus hang out in the back room to watch Sesame Street, pull toys out of the toybox, and have breakfast. The other day, however, Lazarus decided to spice things up a bit....

Good morning, sunshine! Hiya -- hey, what's that dog doing out there?


Methinks I shall investigate... And while I'm at it, is that another binky I see under mama's chair?


What's up, mama? You look surprised about something...


Yes, my little guy is finally getting (a bit) mobile, after enduring many months of slings and arrows from meddling relatives who couldn't understand why he wasn't meeting or exceeding published baby activity standards. He doesn't exactly crawl; he kind of scooches around on a combination of thigh and knee and foot and elbow, but he has become an expert at pivoting. And he loves to roll back and forth -- something he mastered before he was three months old but didn't see the need for, apparently, till just now.

What's he been doing all this time, then? Working on his personality, that's what. And anyone who's met him knows that's been time very well spent....

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