Core Muscles
Sitting up has to be the most under-appreciated, least anticipated milestone that a kid goes through in their first half-or-so-year. Goodness knows I wasn't waiting for it. But man, is it a biggy.
Sitting up has to be the most under-appreciated, least anticipated milestone that a kid goes through in their first half-or-so-year. Goodness knows I wasn't waiting for it. But man, is it a biggy.
There have been so many developments in the last month. Daycare started last week. (It's going great.) Crawling is, like, hours away from happening. (Asher just needs to turn that on-all-fours backwards scoot into forward motion.) His face is becoming more expressive every day. (Smiles galore.) He's constantly testing his voice. (A whole bunch of gleeful shrieking, especially for one unlucky daycare employee. The poor soul.)
But the one that has me and Meg tickled at the moment is this sudden realization that the stuff Ma and Pa are cramming in their maws is FOOD.
I've got an assignment for you. Go turn on TLC during the daytime hours – preferrably somewhere between 1 and 3. You there? Cool. Start a stopwatch. Now see how long it takes for some well-meaning, over-earnest, imaginary mom to mention BABY'S FIRST SMILE.
Five minutes. And that's being generous.