The Cuteness

I keep meaning to sit and do a bunch of big, long meaningful posts on Christmas, relatives I wish he could meet, cute things he's doing, all the cool developmental stuff going on all of a sudden, etc. However, too much wins out over sitting at the computer (to my dismay). I'd love to sit here and type all day! right now I'm caught up in last minute gift preparation. I have two I'm deep into right now...one for Abbers, the other a surprise for my Mom, and I have 2 more I want to get done for xmas (absolutely no chance of that happening). Not for lack of planning, I started all this back in Oct., they are just taking a long time. For once, I decided to be prepared for xmas...oh yeah and I decided not to make everyone something, and follow the "rules"(I heard a massive sigh of relief to all those cheesey Lisa-gifts.) So in an effort to contribute something to the Stefan file, I present this small post about our cool morning.

After we all decided that we had to get up and go to work/get on with the day, though lazing about in bed was fun, I plopped Stefan down in the living room. He headed straight for his walking toy, but instead of pulling up to walk, he tried throwing his leg over the toy, to drive it. Still not tall enough to accomplish that, but after some assistance, he was on, and we wheeled around to the kitchen. He hopped of himself (so cool since I needed time to get breakfast going), and started the crawl-a-thon, while I unloaded dishes from the washer. We played chase a little, right in between the potatoes going in the pan, before the onions were cut. Then he decided to stay in the living room where the new weeble truck kept him occupied in there for at least 10 minutes (so cool!), before he came back for a ride in the Jonny Jump-up. Breakfast finished as he spun there, happily, and he flew over to the table where he proceeded to not to eat his tomato cereal. I guess I wouldn't have wanted that slop either, but it was worth a try. So I filled his dish with puffs and cheerios and he practiced picking them out with a spoon and throwing them on the table/floor, one by one (so cool!). I was so impressed by his spoon skills...once he's actually desiring food, he'll have mastered the mechanics of getting it to his mouth! Now he sits in my office, occupying himself with the rocking bear and emptying my work bags all over the floor. At least occasionally he's getting to put stuff back "IN", though I don't hold out hope that all my accouterments will make it back into the bag.

All of this is amazingly wonderful because for the past 2 hours I've had to do nothing to entertain the baby!! He's barely whined to be held and he's just having a blast, and so am I!!