Out of control

That's what the pace of Jack's growing up is. In t seems like he has grown in leaps over the past few days. In addition to being a very large child, he is also really becoming a more mobile child. Just like that. Right now for instance, we are hanging out in Nat's office, where i am computing and little one was planning to sit on the floor and eat Cheerios (which he can do with great aplomb now. His father notes that any time he is not eating Cheerios is wasted time, apparently.) Well, Cor came in and in an attempt to eat the dog, Jack ended up on his belly. As he wasn't too dismayed, I left him there. He proceeded to push himself backwards about 5 feet over the course of a few minutes, and then rolled onto his side to play with the keyboard. The child may be mobile yet. This development, so eagerly awaited, now makes me feel a little melancholy -- my baby is growing up!!!-- and more than a little trepidatious-- we aren't the least bit babyproofed!! Amazing the conflicting emotions this whole parenting thing can bring.

Also, speaking of growing up, Jack had his first haircut yesterday. We finally trimmed those long bits that hang past his ears on the sides. Two little tufts of hair. I saved them of course. He looks quite grown up and dapper, I must say, even with this small change.