Colds, clapping, crawling and Cleveland
Although it sounds cute, having the sniffles is terrible. The breathing passageway gets cloggy, and that makes a wee person a wee cranky. And then, extremely cranky. It’s a natural progression. So, while I’m homebound and fending off the insufferable sniffing, I’ll tell you about my recent adventures.
I noticed that everything is awesome! When I’m impressed by something, I purse my lips together and say, “ooo!” Sometimes this is accompanied by one hand waving to emphasize my amazement. (See photo above.) Ooo!
Along with the ooos, I discovered a bundle of new valuable talents. I clap and bounce to music, and I’m finally able to crawl around occasionally without demanding constant personal attention. Ed: Mom says I still demand constant personal attention. I’m late to the crawling party, but in my defense, it was much less work to be transported by my own private Jeeves. (Come to think of it — Jeeves, be a right mate and fetch me a sippy post haste.)
I started identifying objects by name, such as the yellow thing (ball), that guy (dad), and that kitty; I’m also stronger at practicing walking, and can kick a ball or other miscellaneous floor detritus like a tiny Pelé. Maybe when I get older I’ll play soccer or speedball…for those who don’t know, speedball is a combination of soccer and speedball.
My other major accomplishment this month was my first extended Big Person Transportation Contraption trip to see my great grandparents in Cleveland. It was good fun; I did a geocache, ate some Polish food, and met some nice people at McDonald’s. These Donaldsians were universally concerned about the ambient temperature of my sockless feet, which may or may not be a result of Ohio being really insanely cold a lot of the time.
I will leave you now with a detailed cinematic exposition about hysterical laughing. Be sure to check the flickr stream for more videos! Happy October everybody, and watch out for those sniffles.
