They Grow Up So Fast

Stacy and I have reached a milestone: we've started to panic!

Grayson has reached a milestone: he's pulling himself up.  As many of you have already seen on Facebook, we found him a few days ago just sitting up, grinning, chomping on the crib rail.  This poses a problem, in that the crib may not contain him anymore.  Last night, I caught him doing the same thing in the dark... after we had put him to bed for the night.  So at 9:15 last night, I got out my 3/8" crescent wrench and lowered the crib down about a half foot.  Today, he was doing the same thing in his pack 'n' play. 

All of this means we need to baby-proof everything and create new ways to contain him.  Quickly.

Obviously the goal is to raise a child into an adult, and part of becoming an adult is learning how to do a pull-up.  How else will you pass 5th grade physical education?  Despite knowing that this would happen at some point, neither Stacy nor I thought it would happen later.  Or maybe we thought Grayson wasn't this old yet.  It is hard to explain, but it seems like he was an infant just a week ago; sure... he was crawling a bit, but that was easy.  Like navigating the fire swamp, once you know to listen for the puffs of air, you can easily avoid the flare-ups.  As soon as you hear the rush of knees on carpet, you know to start looking for the crawler. 

I didn't believe in BOUS (babies of unusual strength) until I saw G pull himself up to the coffee table and grab the remote.  All of a sudden, we need to pad the corners... and the fireplace, with its brick hearth, seems like an impossible hazard.

All of this in the blink of an eye.  I'm sure there aren't any other phases that Stacy and I need to concern ourselves with... we've got it all figured out once we've baby-proofed the outlets.

Here's hoping.