8 Months: Little Scientist

With mobility comes a broader, more interesting world.  One that needs to be explored, touched, stared at... messed with.  "Don't touch my stuff" may be Miles' first sentence as he must hear this phrase a dozen or more times a day.  He is currently playing with Lucas' CPAP machine tubing while Lucas tries to hold him off without leaving the comfort of bed.  This kid is into everything.

His new favorite activity is taking all of the plastic bags out of our bottom drawer.

Plastic bags, plastic bags.

The aftermath

The culprit

It wasn't me.

When you get one in each hand you can wave them around.

Same stuff, different day

Yesterday, he and his friend Frankie found the pots and pans cabinet.  And unloaded the toy basket.

Pots, pans, spoons and toys.  BABY PARTY!

He doesn't really think that books belong on shelves.

They belong in my mouth!

Sometimes he helps to clean up but he somehow gets it wrong.

Mirrors create new best friends...

HELLO!

High five!

... and make out partners.

Oh, hello.

Laundry hamper lids are the new teeter-totter.

Miles is on the brink of walking.  That brink may last several weeks but he's recently taken a few tiny steps before falling down.  Right now, crawling is much more efficient than this walking stuff so he only practices taking steps once or twice a day.

Here's some more of our little scientist this week:

Like father, like son.

And so I said, "The bag removing shall commence!"

But first, a little drawer gnawing.

Fauxhawk!

Weirdo.

Cutie-pie