One of the most fascinating aspects of parenthood is that you know when it's the first time they roll over, or grab a toy, or sit up, or wave, or successfully swallow a Cheerio. You know how hard they've been working on those things, and you can share in the excitement when they finally get it. Owen is extremely focused and approaches new tasks with a clear determination to conquer them. Sometimes it can take months, and sometimes he gets frustrated, but when he gets it, something just clicks, and his delight is infectious. And then he'll spend days doing his new trick again and again and again.
The past
hour has brought two major milestones. We tried to put Owen down for a nap, but after talking to his giraffe for a while, the sounds became less pleasant and it was clear he had no intention of sleeping, so we went in to get him, only to find him standing at the side of his crib! He had pulled himself up to that position - the first time he's ever done that unassisted. We brought him out to the living room to play, and within minutes he was
crawling - not the wounded soldier crawl he's been doing for months, but a real, honest-to-goodness, one knee and then the other, forward crawl. Today is a big day!
