In just the past 10 days Jessie has decided to start pulling herself up and edging her way closer and closer towards independent bipedal movement. It’s really fun to see happening. She never really got the knack for crawling though it’s probably more betterer to say that she didn’t have much interest in crawling.
When Porter was getting at this stage, we’d be cuddlying his cute little self in our arms while wondering why he wasn’t crawling. When we figured out maybe he should be on the floor from time to time we set him down and off he went like that baby across the ceiling in Trainspotting.
Jessie has had tons of time on the floor, partly to facilitate locomotion but also because we didn’t this time have the luxury of being able to hold Babygirl all the time (not that she lacked maximum cuddles). Tummy Time for her became Sit Up time because I think she was more interested in looking around than pushing herself up (looking for the easy way out already, hmmmm….) and as a result, instead of crawling to get towards whatever was striking her fancy she developed a little scoot that blossomed into a form of movement previously unseen by Trish or I. I like to call it the Soul Train.
Watch one, two clips and incorporate this into your next work out. It’s really hard and very impressive. She can move that little hiney bone really fast.
In Porter news…
Trish has been planning feverishly to bring a musician named “Daffy” Dave Mampel to the Ethical Society for a family friendly gig. When I get the dates I’ll post it here because it will be a fun show. His music is written for kids, and I think it’s really good. Bear in mind that for the most part I don’t really like children’s music. Mampel’s stuff is clever, not formulaic, and in spots completely silly. I listened to a promo he sent to Trish and the committee. Which brings me to Porter’s new favourite way to sing the ABC’s.
Whenever our young MC and I sit down to do an interview he likes to soundcheck with the ABC’s. On this particular day he boldly announced he was going to sing it a bit different. He did the same old song up until the letter ‘O’ where he paused, said, “P! P is for pizza,” and cracked himself the heck up. He squealed and chuckled his way through it for about 4 minutes. I played his interview for Trish and to my surprise she said that Porter got that from listening to Mampel’s cd just once.
Anything that can make our laid back son belly laugh is an instant vote from the Mommy and Daddy. His instant connection to the music is a nice boon as well.
Listen to what I’ve come to call LMNOPizza and make your day a little happier.
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Addendum: We’ve got a little toy ‘mail box’ that doubles as a walker type thing for Jessie. Before bed Tuesday night Porter, fulfilling a child’s role as Captain Literal, said, “I put the letters in the mailbox.” He sure did, see for yourself.