Harrison now has 6 teeth. Yes, 6. Its ridiculous really. After suffering through the first two bottom teeth, he really has become quite a champ and pushing those little buggers through, with only a night here and there of waking up. While its something out of the ordinary for Harrison to wake up in the middle of the night, these once-in-a-while midnight snuggle sessions do tug on my heart strings. Daniel and I joke about how we got jipped out of a baby. Harrison was sleeping through the night at about 3 weeks and never required much in the way of coddling as a newborn. Last week, as I was laying with him in bed at 2:00 in the morning, giving him a small bottle to help calm him back to sleep, I couldn't help but feel like I may have missed out on something. As long as my little man continues to be a snuggler in his toddler years, I think I can look past it.
Now that he's mastered pulling himself up and standing, he is beginning to show signs of walking. Every day he is getting more and more steady on his feet and will occasionally let go of what he's holding on to. Brave little boy. We've started playing a little game with him as well, where we will put an object (most commonly a TV remote) on the furthest cushion of the couch and watch as he side-steps his way down to the other end.
During the days that I am home with Harrison, we have tried our hardest to get out and about. We have been trying very hard these days to stay away from Target, and expand our adventures ;) Most recently we have taken MANY walks around Central Park and trips to the library. I wish I would have known earlier on about the baby play area they have at the library. That would have saved many boring days!
Harrison went swimming for the first time this past weekend, and he LOVED it. Like always, the child had no fear and I felt like my heart was in my throat the whole time. There was only one incident of "face in the water" but like usual I reacted more strongly than he did :) Since we started giving baths with him sitting up in the tub, I've been trying to "not prevent" water from getting in his eyes. Mind you, I don't purposefully dump water on his head, but if it runs down his face I try to let him get used to it. Apparently its paid off, he spent most of Saturday splashing himself in the face.