Whew--I'm way behind with this blog! Don't worry, I won't try to catch up with individual posts for all the missed days (or even weeks). Here's a peek into Josiah's life before Christmas--and before the relatives descended for the holidays.
We spent an evening with Josiah's friend Paxton (two weeks younger than Josiah). Unfortunately, Josiah's exuberant excitement at having another little guy to play with was a bit overwhelming for Paxton. He'd burst into tears whenever Josiah squealed, growled, or got too close. Poor Josiah was confused and concerned, until he decided he might as well enjoy himself without Paxton, and got on with his playing. Paxton liked this arrangement better, too--he appreciated the distance from our little monster boy.
Josiah and the wonders of static electricity . . .
Early in December Josiah pulled up in his crib for the first time. This is an early shot of the new skill.
Josiah crawled efficiently by early December, and with his locomotion he discovered new destinations. I found him underneath the coffee table chewing on books. Since then he's learned that Mama says "no-no" about books under the coffee table. That red road map atlas is still especially enticing, though.
We took Josiah to the wilds of the Kaibab Forest outside the Grand Canyon to find his first Christmas tree. Here we are decorating it together. He liked sucking on the ornaments, but his favorite part about the tree was the lights and pretty ribbon. He did quickly discover that Christmas trees are poky! This didn't deter him too much, though: for a while his pre-bedtime ritual included a cautious stroking of the needles and an attempted grab at the lights.
