Well, we try to get ourselves out of the house so that we don't get cabin fever and start doing crazy things. I fear it is too late. We went to a yard sale with Anderson's Great Grammy and Nana the other morning and we bought a set of bowling pins with a ball. Anderson has found that he doesn't need the ball at all. He just bowls with his hands. He knocks them over and his smile that follows seems to be evidence of him feeling pretty proud of himself and his accomplishments. And...as you can see below, after he finishes hand bowling, he must see what the pin tastes like.
Hand bowling is not the only sport in our house. It is also not the only bowl in our house. Anderson has recently discovered the wonder that is...the cat's water bowl. He plays and splashes in it as though it is the country club pool. By the end of the sessions (that's right, I said "sessions" as in, I have let him do this on several occasions), he, along with our floor, is very wet but very happy.
He has also started drinking out of straw, which thus far, has probably changed our lives the most (ok, well maybe not the most, but it has been GREAT!). We tried the sippy cups and he would never tip them up, so straw it is! He looks so big drinking from it. When we are at home, we lug it around with us because you never know when this active boy will get parched.
Anderson has also discovered that the cat can be a great toy. It moves around and bats at him and is super fun to chase around. While attempting to climb the staircase for the first time, Richard knew that seeing the cat would be a good incentive. This led him to put pieces of sausage on a step, which made Ziggy (the cat) climb up and sit to eat it. This gave Anderson just enough time to climb the couple steps necessary to catch Ziggy. Once he caught the cat, Richard would place a couple more pieces of sausage a few steps up. The cycle would start again. In the end, Ziggy was full and Anderson had climbed a full flight of stairs. Love it!!
The cat is not the only toy in our house. We got rid of most of the dog remnants in our house, but it turns out we missed a couple. The dogs' bones were on the bottom shelf of our DVD holder and guess who found them!
Although we enjoy the time in our home, sometimes we look out on the vast outdoors and say "GET ME OUTTA HERE"!
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