Abe Again?!?
Yikes! How did Abe get another picture of the week so soon? I’m going to have to talk to Dallas about this.
Brooke loves knocking down blocks. Loves it. Anytime she sees anything that is stacked, she has to kick her feet and flail her hands until the offending tower is reduced to rubble.
Brooke hates using her body to travel a distance. She can’t crawl and she only rolls over when her life depends on it (which, according to her, is when we put her on her stomach).
Consequently, Brooke is happy when she is sitting upright, preferably next to a pile of blocks that moments ago were stacked but are now efficiently leveled.
What happens when this equilibrium is disturbed? Crawl lessons.
As new parents, Dallas and I are excited for each new milestone to be reached. We can’t wait for Brooke to learn how to crawl! Dallas has decided it is time for him to teach her how. This involves building enticing, TALL formations with Brooke’s toys just out of her reach. You can almost see the wheels turning in Brooke’s head. “I need to knock that down. But I’m over here and it’s over there. How can I solve this problem?”
Brooke then leans on her two hands, gets up on one knee and stretches as far as she can. Shucks. Dallas is good. The tower is still out of reach. She tries again. Again, the tower is too far away! She keeps trying until her face is bright red, she is grunting and screaming, and she is reaching as far as her little hand will allow (without moving those knees one millimeter). About this time she inevitably falls on her tummy, smashes her face into the carpet and shrieks until we rescue her or she miraculously rolls over.
So far crawl lessons have not been very successful at helping Brooke crawl. But she does in the end somehow manage to gain distance and knock over the blocks. I’m still not sure how this happens.
I guess I should just be happy that I still don’t have to baby proof the house.
March 31, 2008 @ 9:29 am
OH, that ABE! Yes, you should be happy that Brooke isn’t mobile yet. I was just checking some emails and heard some splashing water. Yes, it was Rebecca playing in the toilet. We have to keep all the doors shut. Because yOu THINK you know where she is. But she is fast and stealth-like. Oh, how I miss the days where I could set her somewhere and she would still be there 3 seconds later!
Also, we should get together for a playdate this summer sometime. OUr girls will recognize all each other’s toys and clothes. Rebecca also has those stacking cups from Donna and blocks from…was her name Jannel? Okay this is getting long for a comment. Good luck with the crawling lessons!
March 31, 2008 @ 5:46 pm
If ever a blog entry SCREAMED for a video, this one did!
I know, I know–it’d be easier for you to post videos as frequently as Jacob does on his family blog if you were married to some sort of video guru….. oh…… WAIT A SECOND!
And Emily, that’s so nice of you to name your girl after my sister. I hope you got a batch of brownies for that.
March 31, 2008 @ 5:56 pm
Oh the problems that develop in a young child when she doesn’t have a tickle-obsessed, startle-you-at-every-corner, throw-you-in-the-air uncle that she must crawl away from to save herself.
Brooke would’ve learned to crawl MONTHS ago had I been able to nurture her.