Cruisin'

"Peek-A-Boo Mommy!"

Well, i no longer have a "baby."

i have a crawler. after a few months of scooting and rolling to get to where he wants to go, my son, Oliver has finally mastered the crawl. he started crawling, pulling himself up to stand, saying "dada" and "baba" all in the matter of two days before the new year. i think he thought he was falling behind so he'd better get it done before 2014. 

It's crazy how mobile my little 9 month old is. he's getting into EVERYTHING! normally when i have some chill time or i'm crocheting, i sit in my rocking chair or on the bed and have him crawl around the bedroom. i figured i can put some toys in the center of the room and that would entertain him. he wouldn't get to the other stuff in the room.

yep.....i'm...a...first...time...mom......

does he touch the toys? uh, no. 

he goes STRAIGHT for anything he's not supposed to have. his favorite things are shoes. mine, dad's, his. it doesn't matter. a shoe is a shoe. and to Oliver, it's a teething toy. 

now yarn...there's something you should never leave in a bag on the floor. especially if you use it for your business. two minutes of not looking at your baby and he will be swimming in it. yes. swimming. i caught him diving, head first, wading through the strings of yarn 'till he was completely surrounded on all sides. THAT was a fun clean up. 

needless to say. my life has now consisted of trying to "catch" my 9 month old. that's my life. all...day...long.

(but i wouldn't trade it for anything!)

xoxo,