I'm back...

Sorry for disappearing off the face of the earth for awhile...

I have been meaning to post, but motherhood has been overwhelming me a bit lately now that Oliver is deep into the adventuring stage of babyhood. Just to give you an idea of what he's up to, here are some photos taken this Monday.

As you can see from the photos, he loves floor play. Gone are the days of a happily seated baby in his stroller mouthing a his toy frog. Come on mom, that's boring! He used to love playing on the trusty king size bed, but now the edge is just too alluring. And pillows no longer stop this crawling machine--he goes right over them. The playpen, as you can imagine, is way too restictive for a kid on the move. The only fun in there is standing up and looking over the edge towards freedom. Occasionally, he'll stay in for awhile if given a very enticing, unusual toy which usually happens to be something from the kitchen, like the refried bean masher. Ooooo! Ahhh! How exotic, mom!

But now for the most part, floor play is what really turns this baby on. As soon as he's sat down on our VERY HARD tile floor, his eyes light up and he starts up with his happy baby sighs and gurgles. On the floor, he can play with just about anything and be happy. The down side to floor play, and what you don't see in those lovely photos is the screaming child that results when his disproportionately large head lands on our very hard floor. So now, as you might be able to imagine, I have become the hyper-vigilant mother, who is counting the days till we get to the carpeted floors of my parents' house! Once he gains more balance, I'm sure that my tile-floor-panic will fade, but for now I'm pretty much on baby look-out most of the time.