When we first arrived home (yes, it has been 2 months ago now - I'm not sure how that happened!), I was so happy because I'd heard that some kids not familiar with car seats had issues sitting in them. Not us! Owen sat right down in any car seat or stroller like an angel. An angel, I tell you! I think he felt safe being strapped into something.Now, he apparently feels safe all the time, and thus has no need to be strapped into ANYthing. Ugh. It's the alligator-wrestle every time, and seems to be getting worse. It's like he has 8 arms/legs, and every one of them is latching onto anything that can prevent me from inserting him into a seat. OK, maybe that is more like an octopus than an alligator. Or an octopus with the torso strength of an alligator...I don't know...you get the idea. I was reminded of Liam's wistful lament the other day, "I wish I could be rubber man." When I asked why, he looked at me like I was dense and said "Because he can do ANYthing and no one can stop him!" Well, I guess Owen has become rubber man. I never knew toddler ankles could wrap themselves around the side of a car seat like that while the hands of steel grip the headrest. Amazing.
On the other hand, I cannot get him OFF the tricycle, even though his stubby little legs don't reach the pedals. He is convinced he can ride it. And maybe, given that he is rubber man, he can. I wouldn't be surprised if tomorrow I see those legs stretch out and wrap around the pedals, just to show me.
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Hey, while I love all of the pictures you post, you have to like a kid who, after only two months in the states, already knows where his baseball allegiances lie. Great hat!
Oh, allegiances come easy around here. Jim has them all dressed in a zillion different team outfits any day of the week. But I do like that hat. I especially like the funny thing it does to his ears.
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