Standing on his own two feet

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Time seems to fly with my youngest one.. i still remember waiting for every little milestone with the twins while here A is just hitting each one at an alarmingly fast pace. I still remember holding him for the first time in the hospital and here he is now, seven months old already…he is crawling very fast, already standing wherever he can…and more importantly, grabbing at everything he reaches (which, now that he is standing, is quite a lot!).

He has already torn a whole lot of newspapers before i could read them, broken a fancy tea cup that his dad put down for a minute, dropped and then drooled on the TV remote (which thankfully still works). 

He is now teething..has two lower incisors making their way out of his gums and he has decided that the newly polished teak wood bench is a much better teether than anything we may have to offer. 

He can now reach the knob of the shoe cabinet, the edge of the bed spread and all the low sofas..nothing on these surfaces is safe anymore.

And he wants to be a part of everything his brothers are doing..high chairs, dinky cars, tambourines and maracas. 

 

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About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

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