It’s true: my baby boy is almost one. And while that’s definitely on my radar, let me tell you what isn’t. My baby becoming a little boy. That is something that I really wasn’t prepared to handle this week. But lo and behold, life throws things at you when you least expect them. And suddenly, my little man is becoming a little toddler. Part of me is sad and teary eyed. And part of me is so EXCITED (and teary eyed). Let me tell you all about Ricky’s journey. Or at least, this week’s version.
Last weekend, we went out and got him a little play tunnel to crawl through. To be honest, I didn’t think he’d really like it. I thought it was going to take a lot of coaxing to get him to crawl through it and that he wouldn’t really love it until he saw some of his (older) little friends actually crawl through it. But woe is me, he figured it out immediately. And he didn’t just figure out how to crawl through it – he figured out that he can roll the tunnel while he’s inside of it. Me thinks I have an interesting year filled with rambunctious one year old antics ahead of me. I love it.
P.S. Then tonight he decided he could crawl OVER the hubs while INSIDE the tunnel. It was hilarious. For me.
On Thursday, he figured out that he’s funny. And he figured out that if he keeps doing something and laughing because he knows I think it’s funny, that mama won’t stop laughing either. And that just makes it even MORE funny. And then instead of nap time, we have more play time. Because a laughing baby can push the sleepy away. Aka Ricky took a very late afternoon nap yesterday. But it was all in good
fun laughter, so I can’t complain.
Tonight, he took three steps. By himself. Let me repeat myself: MY CHILD TOOK THREE STEPS ON HIS OWN. I am inches away from having a completely mobile baby. Which I’m pretty sure means he’s a toddler. But still my baby. Cause that’s ok to call him that for a few more years, right?
Tell me in the comments: when did you first notice your baby going from babe to toddler?