Would you just look at that little monkey? I don’t know what to do with her!!! Notice she is STRAPPED in. I was at my computer and trying to get her to nap. I heard her rustling about but was ignoring it. When it quieted down I looked over to check on her and found her like this. That is an IMPRESSIVE escape attempt. Clearly all the energy spent launching this prison break drained her and she needed a brief rest – still biting the glider and all. 🙂 She can escape the bumbo now as well.
She is ALMOST crawling. She can get on all fours and rock and she can move forward a step or two (can you say step?) before she loses balance and falls on her nose. At Sweeties yesterday, she kept standing on her back feet to crawl. I can only assume she didn’t like the feel of the carpet on her knees (we have wood laminate). Whatever it is she does, she can get nearly anwhere she wants to go. Also why she is BACK in my book box at this moment. Little monkey can’t leave it alone. We played “your book my book” all weekend. I would give her a book to read while I was reading my own. She would abandon hers and eat the backside of mine while I read the front. Each time I would take MINE back, she would pitch a screaming fit.
She also likes crawling to my feet and trying to eat my toenail polish off. Gross.
I put her in her crib for the very first time this weekend! I laid her down for a nap. I was preparing her room (monitors) for this transition the night before and realized I had to lower her mattress because she was getting on all fours and then reaching up and eating the mobile that I had so painstakenly made for her. The crib thing isn’t going so well yet because (a) I am not swaddling her because she can turn herself onto her tummy while still swaddled and that doesn’t seem safe and (b) she rolls to her tummy and sleeps face down which is totally freaking me out. So…for now…she is still swaddled sleeping in a reclined position in my room in her glider.
He Loves Me
If we define God only in our limited interpretation of our own circumstances, we will never discover who He really is. (He Loves Me, Wayne Jacobsen, pg 22)
Sometimes we build up an image of God in our minds that reflects the outcome of our present and past circumstances. Amazing how much detail we can add to that story. Who He is, why He did IT (whatever our “it” of the day is), and worse (for me anyhow), what will cause Him to allow IT again. What a train wreck that turns in to. Dad wrote on his blog this morning about precursive faith. Faith that runs ahead of the evidence (not his words but that was the gist). I loved the example he used of the Israelites belief that ran ahead of their actions (or not). We start off on the wrong foot so quickly and easily and then we allow all our misconceptions and our FEAR to create a God of our imagination who ultimately resembles nothing of the King of the Universe. The Daddy who loves us. Papa.
Clearly we need a paradigm shift in our thinking.
For Sweetie – Dictionary definition: “a fundamental change in approach or assumptions”. I looked it up LOL.