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WEEK 54 - MARCH 2003
Not so excited.
Every parent longs for the day when their child turns one-year-old and weighs over 20 pounds because car seat time is supposed to get so much easier. We had our little turn-the-carseat-around-to-forward-facing-position ceremony, and we thought Joshua would be thrilled.
Not so much. He is still just as whiney and squirmy, only now we get the joy of actually seeing his miserable face instead of just hearing him. Of course, he does have his happy moments too, and we all get to clap and sing along together and see the smile on his face.
Nice catch.
Once again, my fatherly instincts come to the rescue (this seems to happen a lot, huh). Cheryl told me this morning that she woke up in the middle of the night to hear Joshua crying, but she couldn't find him. Finally, she saw his legs sticking up in the air on the other side of me. She rolled over to find me with one arm wrapped around his waist, and him hanging head down over the side of the bed. And I was fast asleep. It seems that he crawled over me and was on his way out of bed in search of a midnight snack, and I just happened to sense this in my sleep. Cheryl pulled him back into bed and settled him back down, and I just kept right on sleeping. Since our mattress is on the floor, he wouldn't have got hurt anyway.
I don't think I scored any points with Cheryl for this amazing feat since I didn't officially wake up. I think she's still bitter that I continue to get a full night of uninterrupted sleep no matter what goes on around me.
Who taught him this?
I guess it's just a natural tendency for kids to stick their finger into any hole they find. It's cute for now, but hopefully he'll find better things to do with his hands.
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