Another phone call at work today from a wife who is way more than just pleased at the developmental progress of our son.
"I just had to call you to tell you that our son is such a cool little guy."
"I totally agree," I replied. "And what's the reason this afternoon?"
"Well, you know how I told you last week that I picked him up and asked him if he'd pooped his diaper and he just looked at me and said, 'Poop'?"
"Yeah..."
"This morning, we were both in the living room and he was playing with his Bob the Builder truck and I could smell him from across the room. So I asked him again if he pooped his diaper. And then he looked at me, and said, 'Poop', and then crawled into his bedroom by himself so I could change him! Isn't that the coolest?!"
"Wow! It sure is!"
"And then, he even held up each of his feet for me so I could put on his socks. Dex is turning into a little boy so fast, Si."
"He sure is, Aim. He really is."
(Note that even though Declan is making great leaps in his walking ability, he still crawls about half the time. But the speed at which he's making the transition from galloping quadruped to stumbling biped is truly amazing for us first time parent types.)
Bodes well for potty training.
Paula
Posted by: Paula | Tuesday, 13 September 2005 at 09:25 PM