Walking around with Calvin is such a funny activity. His mind is working in such a unique way as he tries to figure out the world and how to move around it. Here are some of my favorite moments with my little boy.
He absolutely loves doors. He walks into a room and immediately goes to close the door, then stands at it and pats it looking up at the door knob and then up at me and back at the door knob until I open it for him (if I choose not there is much screeching until he finds a new door to open and close). The process of opening the door is pretty dangerous. He hits himself in the head at least once and usually falls back against me, but he thinks it’s worth the bodily harm-and rarely cries about it-because he’ll walk out of the room, turn in a big circle and go right back into the room to close the door again. Repeating things is a lot of fun.
Right now he’s walking around still holding onto my hand. He took his first steps Saturday night. He pulled himself up on me and then, without any prompting, walked right over to the couch to say hi to one of our friends who was visiting. We were shocked! He never does that without a lot of incentive, he still prefers guided walking. He loves to hold one of our hands with his left hand, then he’ll pick up the most random things and hold them over his head with his right hand, as proud as can be. He routinely picks up one of our shoes, his blanket, our feather duster, or a spoon and parades around the house every so often bending down to pat the ground or a wall with his prized possession.
This kid adores anything with a cord, if it makes a sound it’s even better: laptops, my hairdryer, the blender, but the most amazing contraption of them all is our lightweight convertible vacuum (can be an upright or a handheld). We use the vacuum to pick up after dinner every night since Calvin throws crumbs all around the dining room and stuffs them down into his high chair. He lets us vacuum him off and would probably die of happiness if we just let him play with it all day. He’ll walk around the room holding onto the body of the vacuum as I vacuum. Looks like we’re raising a mini Kevin who loves vacuuming ;-). Because of this love of machines, the unfinished side of our basement is his favorite place in the house. He loves to crawl around and tries to chew on our broom, the hoses from our air conditioner and dehumidifier and play with our dirty boots. He gets to explore in there for a little bit while we’re doing laundry or hanging diapers and he makes the most of it. It usually ends with me running over to him saying, “Gross! Let’s not play with that,” and going back to the finished side.
Maybe I was just naive, but I wasn’t prepared for how gung ho this baby would be to move around and explore. Some moms have told me, “Welcome to having a boy,” but I think it’s not just that he’s a boy, but has an exploratory nature as well. I know other baby boys who are calmer and more physically tentative, and on the flip side, I definitely know of some gung ho baby girls too! Calvin’s biggest motivation is to get closer to me or Kevin (but I’m the biggest draw). If I put him down in his pack n play to hang out as I put away his laundry, he walks around and eventually starts trying to climb out. He goes in an exer-saucer while I shower and get ready for the day and if he’s in there for longer than 10 minutes he’s wrapping his arms around the side, doing a crunch and trying to pull himself out. He spends most of his bath time figuring out how to stand up and then goes to bite the faucet. Kevin and I are excited for Calvin to learn how to walk so we don’t have to hold his hand all of the time, but I can also see how much trouble he’s going to get into as soon as he’s free to roam around the house!
Every once in awhile Kevin and I imagine that if we set Calvin down with his toys he’ll sit there for 10-15 minutes and play with them calmly so we can do something “useful.” Calvin sits there for approximately 2-4 minutes then crawls to something dangerous and pulls himself up on it. If we’re not fast enough he usually falls over and looks at us like we’ve totally abandoned him. So we go back to walking around for a little bit :-).
Whenever I think about how fast these days seem to fly by I feel like saying every parenting cliche in the book: “Enjoy it while it lasts!” “Can you believe how fast he’s growing?!” “It seems like he was just a tiny little baby I could hold in my arms.” All of them apply and yet seem like such wimpy phrases to describe the feeling of watching a baby grow and develop in front of your eyes.
Love to you all,