Over the past month Liam has perfected his ability to get up on his hands and knees. When he gets up on them now he rocks back and forth like he's spinning his wheels, ready to speed away, but he has yet to take off crawling. I keep asking Eric to help me plan how we're going to babyproof our apartment, but he's not all that motivated. It reminds me a lot of how hard it was to convince him that we needed to have the nursery ready before the baby was born. Why is it always so difficult to convince men to act ahead of time rather than wait until inevitable (and eminently foreseeable) events are upon you?
In other news, on June 5th Liam turned seven months old. Time is moving so fast! In a matter of months he won't be a baby anymore, and we will plunge headlong into the toddler years. It's fun and amazing and sweet to watch him grow and change. Over the last few weeks his curiosity has caught fire, and he reaches and grabs for anything that comes within reach of his tiny little hands. The little bugger notices everything, too. There's no pulling a fast one on this baby anymore--once he caught on to the concept of object permanence, it was all over. He may not see Mommy's necklace or the remote control anymore, but he knows it's there somewhere and he's going to look and look until he finds it! Once this tireless curiosity is combined with mobility...well, Lord help us.
|Liam and Mommy at his first Gymboree class.|
|Liam and Daddy at Gymboree.|
|Currently the class is working on inclines and ramps.|
|The view from the mat.|
|Another view from the mat.|
|June 5th - Seven months old!|
|In the Outer Peristyle Garden at the Getty Villa.|
|Coming after the camera--more often than not this is what|
I see now when I try to take a picture of Liam.