My Adventuresome Boy

I moved John's tricycle into the living room because he's shown a lot of interest in it. After I took this photo I was amazed to watch John accurately and carefully dismount. I was right there ready to catch him, but he did it all by himself. He put his right foot down on the blue frame, then lifted his left leg over the seat and onto the ground, all the while holding firmly onto the handles until he was sure footed on the carpet, at which point he toddled away. I was left sitting there with my mouth gaping open.

Here we see Daddy and John looking at what we call his "baby book" because it is filled with pictures of babies. John had just fallen and hurt himself, so was crying with big fat tears and everything. Chris showed him the baby book, which caused John to smile through his tears. Daddy even pointed out to him the photo of the baby crying. (I think if you click on the photo you can see a fat tear on John's cheek.)

This afternoon John brought me a live ladybug which he caught in the house. I put it in my palm and John kept pointing at it.

Today I counted off in steps how far I watched John walk by himself before stumbling. He walked 54 feet (while chasing the cats)! He just walks wherever he wants now!

I ask you, where did my baby go and who is this little boy who (sort of) rides a tricycle and catches bugs to show me? Thank goodness for moments in my day when John falls on his head and cries to remind me that he's still my baby, even if boyhood is on the horizon . . .