Little Scoot

Since he started crawling Callum has really begun to get around. He can magically appear out of nowhere, and he has a penchant for now getting into everything. We have to keep our pantry door either closed or hooked up, otherwise we find him sitting in there searching out food scraps which may have fallen on the floor. The same for the laundry, where all the dog food is stored. There is only so many times you can wince at your kid trying to eat dry dog food and not dry wretch yourself.

Its amazing to think that less than three weeks ago he wasn't going anywhere. Today I caught him trying to get up off his rear leg, as if he was going to attempt to stand on his own. We know he can stand under his own weight if we support him, so I guess that isn't far away either. He can get up and down stairs, and over the door frames, so if Aidan leaves the door open he and Wednesday do a swap - him outside, her inside. I think they both get what they want in that switch-a-roo.

Wednesday doesn't like it much. She is well trained enough that she won't respond too much to all the pokes and prods, although she gets a bit testy when he plays with her dog bowl. Callum, like both other kids before him, loves to follow her around and crawl all over her whilst pulling at her fur. When she's had enough, she just gets up and hobbles away. This doesn't always work, as often he'll just crawl on after her!

Ciao for Now, Big Scoot Angry Dad.