Monday, March 31, 2008


Lately Bradley has been finding places to sit that are just his size. He has claimed his papazan chair that was formerly a great place for his stuffed animals. He sits on the small step we have between our living room and office area. He thinks the one-step stool my grandpa made me is his place for standing or sitting or pushing around. Over Easter, he liked the steps at my aunt's house, the fireplace hearth at my grandparent's house, and the small chair at my in-law's house. It has been fun to watch his ingenuity. But, today, he discovered a new place to sit . . . . . my lap! You must understand, I do not have a cuddly boy. Even when he is hurt, he does not like to be hugged and cuddled, so it is a great moment for me when he wants to chill rather than wrestle or climb on me. This is how it happened. I was sitting Indian style on the floor, which he wasn't very fond of because it made it difficult to for him to climb over me. Well, I picked him up and plopped him in my lap, and he stayed. He didn't stay for very long, but he had fun getting up, walking around, and then coming back to my lap. He even decided that the best positioning was when my hands were on my knees so my arms could be like the arms of a chair. What a great discovery. Bradley gets a new place to sit that is just his size, and I get a little bit of cuddle time with my very busy growing boy. What fun!!


Rachel said...

Completely unrelated to your post, but I'm glad I could be a good influence on people in the realm of music. I ADORE Pink Martini. P.S. I always enjoy running into you in the parking lot at Smith's in the rain. :o)