our little terror

The transition from baby to toddler has begun. Eddie is getting more adept at expressing his desires...and his intense personality. For the last few weeks we have noticed him hanging onto the railing of his crib, usually from the kneeling position. But two days ago when Eddie went to retrieve him from a third nap gone awry (I think he is trying to eliminate the need for the third nap), he found him standing in his crib holding onto the railing. The sounds of "good boy!" and "big boy!" were expressed loud enough for me to hear the appraisal from downstairs so I knew that something big must have happened. And although we were proud parents and wanted to bask in our little guy's new development, we also quickly came to the conclusion that it was time to lower the mattress, else our little explorer could end up scaling the crib.

The other new behavioral development is occurring during changing time. He starts to throw a fit (an early glimpse of a temper tantrum...shudder) and wriggles around so quickly, flipping himself over. Even on the floor, he cannot stand to be on his back for long, so eager to get into crawling position and get moving. The past two days this has happened at least once a day and it always happens when he has a big load of poop in his diaper. It is quite frustrating to try to clean poop off of a wriggling baby. And then to put a diaper on a moving baby - yes, I am close to mastering this skill. As for the clothes, forget it. This morning I had him half in and half out of his pjs and just left him like that for over an hour while he calmed down and played on the floor and ate his Cheerios (his new favorite food, by the way). Every time I would try to re-dress him, he would throw a fit. So I just gave up. And started to really dread the future - thinking about all the instances for him to just totally fight me and how utterly frustrating and draining it will be.