It's written all over his face, he can't hide it...
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| Yes, he's standing on the chair, and a few moments later he tried to put his feet on the top of the chair back - who knows what he thought he would do next... |
Jacob seeks out danger {maybe he's just being a boy, I call it a heart attack waiting to happen}. Where is something he can climb on top of and then cannon ball to the floor? Wouldn't it be fun to climb over the side of the crib and dangle from the side, maybe let go? Is that a set of stairs over there? Because he's thinking he could jump and clear at least three of them, or body surf to the bottom. And stop grabbing his arm to try and pull him away! Because watch! He can't talk, but he sure can let you know his opinion, and his opinion is that gates are for sissies, then watch him climb right over it. What about that chair he sits in at the dinner table? Can't you rock yourself hard enough to make it tip over backward? Don't you think that's hilarious too?
Today, for example, we had a meeting with an evaluator from First Steps - more on that later - and as we were wrapping up, and Jacob no longer needed to be preforming cognitive tasks that the evaluator needed to see in order to tell us Jacob's brain is in fact turned on, Jacob had figured out that his Little People barn had a loft for the animals. Or better yet, a stepping ladder for Jacob to propel himself up and scale the five shelf tower that stands next to the TV. Didn't I know that it only takes 3 seconds to get to the 3rd shelf 4 feet off the ground? And that looking down and letting go is the COOLEST idea to a 16 month old? Also cool is taking Nannie's keys, army crawling behind the couch and sticking the keys into the ONLY electrical socket that does not have a cover. KID. YOU. NOT. My child did it. Put the key in the electrical socket.
I've had previous experiences with these kinds of kids, but then I got in my Jeep and drove away.
Now I'm left with the task of figuring out how to deal with him, and the solution is pretty much this: DON'T BLINK. {Or invest in a straight jacket} Because in a second he'll be climbing on the stove with a knife from the dishwasher in his hand and a smirk all over his face that says I can't believe I have to deal with these amateurs.













