Crawling Babies, Scattered Goods and General Mayhem

Things change so quickly with babies – they are a wonder to behold. A month ago, our son was showing signs of interest in crawling, but seemed to consider it too much like hard work when he could be sitting, or lying, down instead. He has been standing for around two months and seems to love bouncing up and down while he holds onto something, and both my wife and I thought that he may bypass crawling and go straight for charging around on two feet.

That all changed last week. From the first few tentative gropes on all fours, he's now rocketing across the floor, generally leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. So far we have relocated a few dangerous items to keep them out of his reach and we are now learning the benefits of an obsessive neat-freak's style of living. He goes whipping around until he can find something to pull himself up onto two feet with, like the sofa, the TV shelf or the table. Whatever happens to be on one of these surfaces, and within his reach, he instantly deems to be a hindrance to his exploration and therefore consigns it to the floor. Mummy and daddy follow him, picking things up and reminding him that these things are there for a reason.

Either that or we're giggling along with him and videoing his escapades.