Now that Milo is a baby on the move he is irrepressible. His poor little knees are all red from crawling but it doesn't seem to bother him. As he was headed for the dog's food and water yesterday I began to ask myself "why did I want him to get mobile again?" Then I had to remind myself that he was very irritated that he couldn't get to the things he wanted and was whining all the time. I had to remember all the time I chased down toys he threw then wanted back and couldn't get them himself. I also realized that I had to finish the baby proofing in the house. So I spent the afternoon with my head stuck up under the cabinets in the kitchen screwing in baby proof cabinet locks and crawling around the floor looking for outlets I missed putting plugs in.
It's amazing to me how quickly he can get into things even though he has only been crawling for about a week. He was so wobbly and tentative at first but it didn't take him long to master it. I also realized that I am going to have to be more vigilant about keeping everything picked up. He ate his first piece of paper the other day. He got to a piece of a straw wrapper before I could stop him and shoved it in his mouth. I tried to get it out but the darn thing disintegrated so fast I only got little pieces out and he ate the rest. The little monkey is into everything. There is nothing sacred in this house anymore.