This morning, Marleigh had an explosive diaper so I sat Denver on the floor of his bedroom with some toys while I took her to the bathroom to get her cleaned up and bathed. When Marleigh and I were coming out of the bathroom, Denver started fussing.
We walked into his room and this is what we saw:
I couldn't help but laugh. I'm not really sure what he was doing to wind up like this. D seems to think he was "working" on the walker.
I haven't let him actually use it to stand up with yet. It makes me so nervous that he is going to fall down and possibly hurt himself. I think I'm hindering his "travel" - I'm so afraid he's going to get hurt.
When he was sick and in the hospital earlier this year, all we saw were little boys with broken bones there! I keep thinking of that every day when he is trying to get into something. I know that I have to let go so he can learn, but I'mn having such a hard time with it.