well, they said i'd be crawling by the weekend, and they weren't wrong. all i really needed was the right "motivation for the scene". the gentle rocking back and forth on my knees had become unnecessarily frustrating, especially when the ball was rolling away from me.
then i was out on my rug on sunday afternoon, and mom brought dad a bowl of ice-cream. frankly it looked way more exciting than any of the toys around me. food has always been my favouritist of things, and other people's food tends to get me staring in envy and dribbling profusely. occasionally i accompany this with an endearing suck of the lips, a slight tilt of the head and those eyes that really say so much ("p-leeease", "aren't i cute?", and "oh go on you know you want to share").
this time, forget the act. i went for the bowl at the speed of ... light? sound? a train? a plane? ... well, amazingly fast, and the fastest i've ever moved. as dad gently pulled the bowl away, i just kept following, and he had me crawling around REALLY fast for ages, trying to get at the cool frozen looking yumminess.
he gave in after an hour or two (baby hours that is), with the smallest of hints of a taste. i think i'm going to like ice cream. uncle greg missed the momentous occasion as he was on the phone. the video camera also missed it, but as is a well known fact, video cameras are excellent at capturing static footage of babies that have just said/done something really cool. we have enough to bore you for days of me just sitting there staring at the camera with the background voices of mom and dad going "come on joel, what was it you were doing/saying? are you going all silent on me now?"
keep em wanting kids :)
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
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