We’re all thrilled that my grandson started walking over the weekend. So is he.
He’s been able to do it for months; he just didn’t want to. He has a busy schedule, and he crawls so fast, he saw no point. But over the weekend, he suddenly discovered that walking is a hoot. One of his parents or grandparents will hold him, and the other will beckon from across the room, and he staggers over, laughing hysterically the whole time while everyone cheers him on, and then falls into the arms of the one who’s waiting.
That’s the fun part, you see — the big fall. Into the arms of an adult, or face-forward onto a cushion, or backward onto the carpet. You just can’t get that kind of rush crawling.
Anyway, these pictures indicate just how much he was enjoying himself with this new thing.
You also get to see him with his awesome headphones T-shirt, which is particularly appropriate because his other grandfather, the cool one, is a DJ, and his Dad, my son, is an audio and video professional who’s been doing sound for local bands (including some excellent ones he has performed in) since he was in school.
Our little guy really looks the part to me, with his hair this length — like a member of the British Invasion, circa 1966. Like an extremely cheerful Eric Burdon or someone like that.
In the sequence below, you see him being distracted from some of his Dad’s equipment and persuaded to walk again, which sets off the laughter.
Just another wildly fun day in the studio for a guy who’s a rock star in his own little world…
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Congrats! Good looking grandson you got there.
*Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap*
Looks like he’s having a blast! Congrats!
Went to see him and his sister and the twins over lunch. He’s glad to do the walking shtick upon request (grownups are so easy to entertain), and still gets a huge hoot out of it, but it’s still a game to him. For serious, point-A-to-point-B locomotion, he still prefers crawling.
I’m sure he’ll figure out the practical applications of walking soon enough, though…
Standing O!
Like.
Just realized that I misspelled Eric Burdon’s name above. I spelled it like the word, like the fictional Jack Burden in All the King’s Men.
Fixed it, though…
Went to see him and his sister at lunchtime again today. Noticed that he was walking some on his own — without a grownup at the destination waiting to catch him. Still crawls if he’s in a hurry, though.
It’s so cool to watch someone learning, developing day by day…