Ok so sometimes it's hard for me to write about Callum because I forget things. What kind of mother forgets her child's latest developmental accomplishments? This one apparently. So then I just don't write because it's too much work to think.
Callum is the craziest and most insane person I know. He is so busy and wants to be into everything. We have a playyard that takes up half our living room and it's honestly the best thing we ever got. It just contains him so well, keeps him safe, while letting him still think he's roaming around. He doesn't spend all his time in there of course, he also loves cruising in his walker. He's gotten so good at navigating it. When we first got it, he could only push backwards on his tippy toes. Now he is all over the house, bum-rushing doors, ramming into your feet, making K-turns. He's hell on wheels.
He has 7 teeth, 4 on top and 3 on bottom. He tries to bite you now. Will just lean over and try to chomp onto you. Really just me, he loves to bit his mother. Actually, I call him abusive because he's just so rough. He also loves to pull hair. Especially mine. He'll wrap his sweaty little fingers into it and not let go. And then laugh. He also just climb all over me with no regard to where he's putting his weight (like my eye, or belly).
If you try to restrain him, sit him on your lap or god forbid cradle him like a baby, he freaks out and wiggles to get away. He just wants to get down. He's standing more than he's crawling now. He crawls to get where he needs to go but he spends a lot of time standing at those places. He also will side step now, while hanging onto a table/chair/cabinet/whatever object is at his height.He also will only hang on 1 handed and try to play with things with the other hand (while standing, obviously), or bend down keeping 1 hand on the table and pick up something on the floor. Of course he still falls and either is totally fine or cries and cries until he is distracted by a lightbulb or something.
He LOVES lights. My mom got him started on that. He loves to reach out to her light fixture about her kitchen table. Luckily, the lights there don't get hot. but otehr lights do, so I knwo at some point he's probably going to burn his dang finger off. He's already almost headdived off his changing table teaching for his little nursery light that's near it.
Would love to finish....but have to go!
