Oh, gone are the golden days when I could put Evan down somewhere and he would still be there when I got back. Now I can't turn my back without him crawling away, tipping something over, or diving off of something. Totally scary. He is constantly in motion, wanting to be "walked" around the house (him walking with me holding his hands) or needing to crawl everywhere and look in every nook and cranny of the house. He eats stuff off the floor.
Luckily, most of the stuff he eats off the floor are Cheerios. We must have Cheerios with us at all times. They are all over the kitchen floor. I find them in my bed. They fall out of our clothes when we undress at night. Cheerios are a fundamental part of our lives.
Time for lunch......fruit and maybe some Cheerios.
Posted by jenny at December 11, 2002 12:01 PM
