Proving Momma Wrong

O.k........so I am well aware of how kids tick. I simply thought this did not apply to the infant set......The fastest way to get them to accomplish anything is to say they can't do it, aren't allowed to do it, shouldn't, wouldn't, couldn't do it....well, you get my drift. So last Sunday I happen to post to the entire world wide web that Beau isn't crawling. Should have kept my mouth shut.....errrr.....my fingers off the keyboard! He isn't ready for the Infant Olympics (today anyway) and he won't win any speed or grace awards BUT our little tumbleweed can crawl. As of last Sunday too. Go Figure! He is TOO CUTE up on all fours rocking back and forth, all you with kids know this stance. Precious! Don't forget the little mini push ups, the real kind, not the wimpy knees on the floor ladies version. Then a scoot backwards 3 or 4 feet, up again rocking on all fours then forward 2-3 crawls, tumble over, Repeat! This is complete with lots of shrieks, squeals and giggles. Of course his furry friends are like the carrot in front of the horse. The cats are figuring out to stay at a distance because IT can move now and those little hands are QUICK! Enjoy these pics of Daddy and Beau on our bed. Yes, that IS Mitzi on our bed. She was taunting Beau enticing him to come get her across the bed but when the camera came out she decided to get some much needed tummy time!

Oh yea. Growling is sooooo laaast weeek! This is the week of blowing spit bubbles while blowing raspberry's(a more polite way to say he constantly is making farting noises with his mouth) Our little man's Favorite time to do this continuously is on his changing table. What more appropriate time is there for a boy to make those sounds other than during diaper changes might you ask? Well glad you did! Hopefully some fellow economic stimulators walking in front of us this week at various local places of business such as the mall, grocery store, etc will read this blog so I can be redeemed. There is nothing like toting around a cute tot only to have someone walking in front of you when out of the blue comes a rip roaring tooting noise. Just one, loud, realistic sounding, imitation tooting noise. Of course the stranger turns around to see ME and my little cherub who is now smiling an angelic smile, complete with halo. Wonder who they think passed gas...........It is like walking around with a whoopee cushion. ALL BOY! Those that know me know I love Calvin & Hobbes and I hoped to have a child just like him. I think I am getting my wish!