Both muppets are sitting on their own. They canâ€™t get upright by themselves – but they look adorable when you prop them up. Destroy isnâ€™t as good at maintaining the posture. Search will lean and catch himself. Destroy? â€œWell, guess weâ€™re going down now.â€ Thunk.
Theyâ€™re far more interested in the continued discovery of each and every toy. The can reach out and drag objects toward them. (Deemed â€œadvanced skillsâ€ on the milestone growth chart timeline.)
Search spent the morning scootching his little legs up underneath himself and rocking back and forth on his knees. He is so close to crawling. Heâ€™ll scoot backwards a few inches, growing increasingly frustrated that the object of his current attention is seemingly moving farther and farther out of his reach. Then after several attempts, he lurched himself forward. He completely faceplanted – but hey, weâ€™re making mobility progress here.
Destroyâ€™s big boy carseats arrived today. The UPS man rang the doorbell, surrounded by four giant Britax boxes. â€œFour, huh?â€ he deadpanned. (To be fair, we went ahead and ordered Searchâ€™s at the same time.) Jon set about putting the seats together and we strapped the muppets into the land-yacht stroller – forward facing – for the first time. The muppets were giddy with glee. Freedom!
But I think weâ€™ll prolong their childhood (in infant seats) a few weeks more; Destroy has a good two pounds leftâ€¦And Search doesnâ€™t quite fit. Although, it doesnâ€™t appear heâ€™s going anywhere in his seat; he gave a rousing Houdini effort, but stayed firmly ensconced in his seat.
Today the muppets are nine months old.
The same amount of time has passed in their young lives that they should have remained with me in utero. From two pounds to 20 – why dwell on the beginnings when weâ€™ve come so far. Our days now involve the mundane dealings of infants growing up. (And rantings in the blogosphere from their slightly neurotic mother.)
The wiggles, squiggles, giggles and grins.