little G has been very naughty lately. He turns nine months old tomorrow. It's amazing to watch his personality and intelligence come to life. (That's the nice way of putting it.) For example, he is very willful at the dinner table. We (meaning Marci) refer to him as Chucky when he's acting up. Or Little Nicky when he growls.
Last week, Pretty Bear sang for him, and after she stopped, he crawled over to his rocking horse, tossed LaLa the stuffed Lambie off its seat, and attempted to pull it under the shelf where Pretty Bear sits. Then, when surveying the scene, he pulled open the drawer below the shelf. Fortunately, his plans to hoist himself up using the horse and drawer were thwarted by the fact that he as yet cannot pull himself up into standing position. But seeing the wheels turning behind those Chucky eyes was a window into my future of trying to rescue him from himself...while he attempts to play hero by saving his one true love, Pretty Bear, from her precarious shelf.
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