Barnabas Monkeypants

Henry crawled for the first time on Sunday.

To Cecil, of course.

It wasn’t a very long crawl (only about 4 strides), but it was very exciting. We were out in the living room and Henry was sitting and staring at the cat. He plopped down on all fours, squealed, and headed off to grab hold of Cecil’s ears. He lifted his left arm straight in the air and it landed about 3 inches in front of him. Then the other arm. Then his back right leg, and then his left.

And then he did it again!

Cecil, used to being able to easily get away from an approaching Henry (rolling isn’t the quickest way to get around), was dumbfounded to see Henry coming at him and fast. So he ran away, leaving Henry empty handed.

Unable to hold himself up after such a strenuous two-foot journey, Henry flopped on his stomach, and started laughing.

That was Sunday. On Monday, he didn’t crawl. Today, nary a saunter. And I suspect he won’t do it again. This is the pattern for our son: do something new and exciting and then wait a week before doing it again. It happened with rolling and with getting himself into a sitting position and with sticking his foot into his mouth. (Okay, so not everything was a real milestone.)

I guess we’ll just have to wait for this weekend for more crawling around. At least this gives us more time to prepare and put bubble wrap over all the furniture.

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