Finally we have steppage… accompanied by some major fallage.
Muski took ‘his first step’ more than two months ago but after that, nothing. There has been a lot of crazed yelling and encouragement from all members of the family but that only elicited a couple of hurried steps on the way to falling into your arms, but walking, real stepping and walking, has been non-existent, until this week.
On the weekend, out of the blue, he stood and took four steps, on his own. No crazed yelling and cheering, no arms to fall towards, he just got up and walked. At the time I thought it would be another ‘one of’ and I was not prepared to believe this was actually it, that he was actually going to walk, but since then he has added more and more steps, more and more often. I think I can now officially say Muski is walking.
Muski is also climbing, and falling.
I wrote that bit about the walking this morning, but I stopped midway through the last sentence when I head ‘donk…. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!’ and I could tell from the scream that it wasn’t good.
He only fell from one of the arm chairs this morning. A little over half his height so only a small fall, but he fell face first and gave himself a nice blood nose and shook up his brain cells a bit at the same time. When I got him right way up he looked at me, and for a fleeting moment his eyes seemed to go in different directions and he buried his bloodied face in my chest and promptly went to sleep. uh oh… that is not good.
Thankfully when I started yelling at the girls to hurry up and get dressed, thinking we might need to make a dash from some medical attention and not wanting to advertise to the world that my four year olds were still in their PJs at 11am, he immediately came good and cried and pointed at the shelf where we hide his dummy. I figured if he was with it enough to remember where I’d put his dummy and to point at it and make his ‘I want that’ grunt he was probably ok.
Mind you this little trick is tame in comparison to the climbing he has been doing of late. Before he could walk he could climb up and stand in the middle of the dining room table. He can climb up and along the back of the couch and up onto the piano. Climbing onto the girls little table is a piece of cake and last night he managed to climb onto the kitchen bench – aided by one of the small chairs the girls stand on to help me cook, and an open cupboard… at least I think that’s how he did it.
Our house is just not built for ease of supervision of children – you’ve probably already heard me use that excuse when I’ve blogged about the Twinadoes many adventures into mayhem…. and for ease keeping check on a climbing baby it is horrible. So I am wondering what will come first, A) Muski growing out of the climbing phase now that he can walk, B) Muski breaking a bone or doing some other major injury or C) the renovations being done so I can see disaster before it happens? I’m hoping for A but suspect it is much more likely to be B and just about impossible for it to be C.
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Yay WTG Muski what exciting times ahead in your house. How cute is he with those unbalanced legs hehehe
FWIW I vote on C) (one can hope for your sake right) K is a climber and has been for a long time I find him sitting in the window seal seriously as he has grown his balance has become near on impeccable lol but then we get days like yesterday when he decides on a whim to climb on boxes at daddy’s work and wella 2 heavy boxes straight in the face;)
Oh, I can SO relate! I must admit I am enjoying being in a smaller house so I’m a bit closer to the disaster – and thankful to be on floorboards instead of hard tiles now (particularly when Chiq somersaulted off the bed the other day) but I can’t see what’s happening round our house either and I have to try and judge by the level of giggling/eery quiet/screaming as to what is/might be about to happen!
LOL, I can so relate to the climbing and the ease of watching, not being so great. You become very aware of the sounds (or lack there of) to alert you!
Woohoo! Congratulations Muski the walking monster!!!
We still get the ‘donk… waaaaaaaaaaa!’ I think it goes with the territory. I’m hoping for A and C to come true soon, anyway!