With Carson always on the move we are definitely having some new adventures. Our living room no longer resembles a living room. It looks like a war bunker. We move all the chairs from our dining room table along one open side and then we place his saucer in front of all the wires. The room becomes a fortress to hold a little
somone in. And still half the time he magically shows up at my feet in the kitchen. He is constantly trying to stand and getting braver. I've seen him remove his hands from the coffee table and turn his upper body completely around to the chair behind him (while standing). Every once and a while he'll let go and try to play with his toy standing but falls pretty fast. Also, new development as of tonight, he can climb stairs. So I came home to a living room that looked even more ridiculous because Karl had moved the coffee table in front of the stairs. Carson climbed up a couple steps to the first landing. We are going to need to figure something out to let him roam free but not make an obstacle course for us all day.
Here's just a picture of Carson checking the computer wires for me to make sure they're all connected right.
Church is an adventure all on its own. We are at the 9 to noon slot and Carson likes a 10 am nap so that is awful. He won't fall asleep in our arms anymore (which is actually our doing since we worked really hard for him to put himself to sleep in his crib) and we don't have a mobile car seat anymore for him to sleep in. So we carry him around and keep him up until he's basically falling over. He also eats cereal at 11 am so we do that real quick in between Sunday School and RS/PH. But that only takes 5 minutes so we're not late to our classes. But the poor thing's schedule is so haywire on Sundays. Getting Carson to sit on a lap for 3 hours is impossible. He just arches his back and squirms and screams till you put him down. I watched a 1 year old play at her mother's feet with a few toys for the entire hour of Relief Society. When I tried that with Carson it was a disaster. He explored every inch of that room with in a few minutes, tipping everything over possible, ripping some ladies papers before I could get them, etc, etc. So Sundays aren't fun. He'll usually make it through sacrament meeting happy, but then it's usually one of us sitting in the lobby while he crawls around. We take turns. I don't understand how other kids just sit on their parents lap with a toy...Carson wants none of that. He wants to explore.
This Sunday, Karl and I had a particular moment that was just a glimpse of life to come and we both had a good laugh. (It's probably not that funny, but I laughed). Karl and I are running around Sunday morning trying to get ready. Whoever gets ready first will usually just start on Carson and then the other joins in when they're done. Karl was done first and I showed Karl what outfit to put Carson in. He got him ready and I joined in just to get his bag together and throw everything in the car. We made it to church right on time and sat down. Carson was standing on the seat backwards basically screaming with glee at the people behind us. It was about half way through the meeting when I looked at Carson's outfit a little closer and noticed
that his pants were on backwards. They were cotton (so no zipper) but pockets and a little fake fly. I just started laughing, knowing that it will probably happen several more times in our life.
Karl had President's Day off so we took advantage and drove down to Tucson to see these caves Karl heards about. Kimberly orignally had class so we stopped by just to see her. Then as we were leaving she called and told us she decided to skip so she came with us. The caves were in Colossal Cave Mountain Park.
The caves were pretty cool. Lots of stalagmites and tites. Carson did pretty good but seemed to whine whenever the guide stopped to talk for a bit. There were also a few times he decided he was really happy and just shouted "da da" for 5 minutes. Hope the other tourists enjoyed our sound effects. Karl and I decided we probably wouldn't go back though...we've seen cooler caves. But definitely
somthing fun if you're bored in Tucson. We packed a little picnic and ate afterwards and then drove home in time for me to go to my class that night. So pretty fun day.
Well, that's all for now. Any suggestions on how to make it through 3 hours of church with an 8 month old would be helpful.
Love Kasey