growing boys

K is officially pushing up on all fours! i never thought it would happen this soon! his docs and pt's have been telling us to work on it, but (shh don't tell) we haven't really been. he's just been spending a lot of time on his belly, practicing on his own, and scooting all around the floor (by rolling and turning). it's so exciting. i'm not sure why. other than it is like he is becoming more and more of a little person, rather than a blob. despite his yucky cold, he has been very happy the past couple of days-- trying to talk and actually getting some real noises out! that is exciting too, as he is really connecting with us instead of just listening to our voices and randomly kooing in raspiness. it is really helping me to begin to bond with him. it's been a long time of waiting for that feeling to really take root. thank God for giving this child such a sweet and happy disposition. it is an added blessing. . . on top of so many others!
tonight is c's first night in his toddler bed (converted from his crib). he and dave took the side off of the crib this morning before nap, and though his nap was shorter than usual, he really didn't have any trouble falling asleep with just the guard rail thingy. tonight as i put him to bed, for the first time since he was an infant i was able to reach down close and stroke his hair and kiss his face. i told him how much i loved this and he looked up at me and said, "should you come in here with me?" 'should you' is the phrase he uses ALL the time. it is so cute. "should you hold me?" he always asks. "should we go outside now?" "should we have some ice cream?"--always with a little lilt in his voice at the end of the sentence. i debated trying to crawl in with him, but didn't. i'm sure in about 16 years i'll wish i had... part of me already does... but i wasn't sure if the bed would hold me. that'd be a bad way to start out the big boy bed process-- crashing to the floor. i also didn't want him to start what could quickly become a habit. his bedtime routine is so streamlined-- brush teeth, binky, light out. done. perhaps when he graduates to an actual twin bed. . . less chance of crashing to the floor.
ahh little milestones -- my boys are growing up.
maybe i'll just go in and stare at them while they sleep.
for good measure.