Yesterday Luke was very fussy. Of course it was his own fault, he just had to wake up at 5:30am and have a party in his crib. He thumped, kicked, laughed, and played on and off until 8:30am...when I think he went back to sleep. At least he was quiet for at about 30 minutes. Then of course around 9am, he was up and partying again. So we got him up, and boy did that start a bad day. I’m sure I'm not the only one who has had to deal with a fussy kid.
During one of his “fussy” fits yesterday, I was doing dishes and all of a sudden the loud screaming went completely silent…never a good sign. I poked my head into the living room and what was Luke doing? Standing up, with one hand on our end table and one had on the recliner!! I stopped him just in time from throwing everything in reach on the floor, including books, a pacifier and nail clippers.
As much as I wanted to scold him, I had to be happy and excited instead. This is the second time in two days time that Luke has pulled himself to standing all on his own!! At 28 months old, and battling hypotonia (low muscle tone), this is quite a feat. Although since he seems to be finally figuring all this out, I may need to rethink the location of many things.
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