So this has been a pretty big week for me. I got my first 2 teeth, learned to pull myself up on the toilet AND on my crib. Do you know what that means? I'm going to start chomping on my crib... beaver style! It's time for Mom to get the crib covers made and installed. I also got my first round of separation anxiety when Mom left me at daycare. It's sad to see her leave, but once I get settled in I have fun.
Tomorrow we are going to visit baby Gavin. He'll be 1 week old. Also, Mommy and I are going to start a 30 day photo challenge. She found it on Pinterest and thought it would be fun for us to do in the month of October. I think she'll post the details.
From Mommy
Preston can pull himself up on everything now... life as we know it is over. On Wednesday morning I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom like normal. Preston likes to be in there with me, but he usually just bangs on the bathroom scale and tries to crawl into the shower. I heard a splashing sound behind me, and nearly freaked out (I thought that he might have fallen in, in hindsight that sounds pretty ridiculous). He had pulled himself up on the toilet and was splashing around. I said "uh oh," and he smiled at me. Of course he thought it was fun. I immediately washed his hands with soap and water, and now we have to watch him like a hawk when he is hanging with us in the bathroom. He did it SO quickly for me to not have noticed. I guess that is going to be life now. He won't be where I left him anymore. I feel like we are no baby-proofed at all, and suddenly we need to be. We need to get baby gates, cabinet locks, toilet locks, possibly doorknob covers, etc. Where did my baby go, and who is this crawling, cruising, standing kiddo?
Tomorrow we are going to visit baby Gavin. He'll be 1 week old. Also, Mommy and I are going to start a 30 day photo challenge. She found it on Pinterest and thought it would be fun for us to do in the month of October. I think she'll post the details.
From Mommy
Preston can pull himself up on everything now... life as we know it is over. On Wednesday morning I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom like normal. Preston likes to be in there with me, but he usually just bangs on the bathroom scale and tries to crawl into the shower. I heard a splashing sound behind me, and nearly freaked out (I thought that he might have fallen in, in hindsight that sounds pretty ridiculous). He had pulled himself up on the toilet and was splashing around. I said "uh oh," and he smiled at me. Of course he thought it was fun. I immediately washed his hands with soap and water, and now we have to watch him like a hawk when he is hanging with us in the bathroom. He did it SO quickly for me to not have noticed. I guess that is going to be life now. He won't be where I left him anymore. I feel like we are no baby-proofed at all, and suddenly we need to be. We need to get baby gates, cabinet locks, toilet locks, possibly doorknob covers, etc. Where did my baby go, and who is this crawling, cruising, standing kiddo?
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