There's been plenty of development in baby boy for the past few weeks, but nothing more noticeable than his ability to throw his head around with reckless abandon. Most of the time it's super cute, but occasionally it can be hazardous.
The other morning I was holding him in my right arm and picked up my coffee with my left hand to take a quick sip. That was all he needed in order to get a good lunge in. He threw his head backwards and the rest of his body followed. So I had his little self taking a dive from my right arm and scalding hot coffee in my left hand. Luckily I squeezed his legs with my forearm, bent my knees and leaned back, and was able to reel him back in. Fortunately their faces are all cartilage at 3 months, so he didn't get much more than a solid bonk on my shoulder.
It's like holding a cabbage patch doll with a small watermelon for a head. Wherever it goes, so do you go. And putting the pacifier in, forget about it. I'm sure when Beth sees us doing that dance it's like watching someone trying to shave a kangaroo. It goes in his eye, his ear, his nose, everywhere but his mouth as that nogon bounces around to and fro.
Here's to the day when his neck learns to fetch in addition to throw.
-J
1 comment:
i laughed until my stomach hurt. you two are hilarious!
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