Jack on the Go

Jack Vincent has always been a wiggle worm. Kicking his legs, waving his arms, and of course wanting to bounce and bounce.
The poor kid was beyond frustrated with his lack of mobility. For months he spent his days rolling around, crying on his stomach as he tried unsuccessfully to propel himself forward. After about seven months of tears and tantrums, he finally mastered the army crawl. At first it was just short distances but it quickly turned into the span of a room.  And just a few weeks ago, without much warning, he took of on all fours. Crawling like a big kid.
His new found mobility has turned our lives and everything within reach upside down. We are always on the go.
He is unstoppable. Nothing can slow him down. Stuffed animal in one hand? He can handle it. Footsie pajamas on slippery floors? Not a problem. Stairs? Oh how he loves to climb the stairs. He can cruise right up them. I am constantly helping him slide down the stairs feet first on his belly. I hope if we do it enough,  he will catch on. Because the constant heart attacks that come from seeing him try to go down the stairs head first are getting old.
His curiosity is growing just as fast as he is. He needs to investigate everything in his view. He gets into everything. The strangest things. I don't know why we ever bothered to buy toys.
He is a pro at pulling himself up to turn on the Xbox and pop out his Elmo DVD. We had to make some adjustments to keep him from breaking the Xbox. (And his Elmo DVD)
He likes to untie my shoes. He loves drawers. Especially the one with all of the tupperware. And he chases the dog all over. Even climbs into the dog bed with him.
He is so fast. So so so fast. The other day in church he was playing by my feet. I looked up for about ten seconds, looked back down and Jack was gone. I could hear him blowing those goofy raspberries, because he blows them through all of church as loud as he can. I turned around and there he was. Laughing away playing with the girl sitting behind us.
He is always busy. Always up to something. We keep his toys down low enough for him to get into on his own. Half the time he takes all of the toys off and just plays on the shelf. It is hilarious to watch him go after things. To see what he is interested in.  I love it.
This new phase has been a lot fun. A lot of work keeping him out of trouble. But a lot of fun.  I am so happy for him because he really has wanted this for awhile now. All this new independence that mobility brings. He is growing up. Right before my eyes. It really is such a privilege to be a part of it all.