Babies Sherwood

Phil and I often talk about how Peter is different from his older siblings.  An incident today illustrates this difference.  At lunch today, I pulled the highchair into the kitchen so that I could finish washing dishes while Peter ate his lunch.  I pulled the tray off the chair and called Peter to see if he was ready for lunch.  I turned my back to the chair to clean off some of the crumbs leftover from breakfast.  By the time I turned around Peter had not only come to the kitchen, but had climbed up into the high chair and was sitting waiting for me to give him his lunch.  I have no idea how or when he learned to do that and I’m very thankful the chair didn’t tip over.

“Hoooo ooooo. Oooo oooo”

Said whenever he sees a train or plays with one.

He’s also got a pretty good engine noise for when he’s driving his cars.

Yesterday, Jane wanted to make a special treat of Snickerdoodles for her Daddy.  So while the boys were napping we baked cookies.  Later in the afternoon, all the kids got a bite of cookie, to make sure they tasted okay.  Peter approved greatly!  He begged for more, but I said no.  He tried demanding more, but that didn’t work either.  I moved the cookies from the cooling rack to a tupperware.  I didn’t put the lid on because some of the cookies were still cooling.

About 45 min. later, I looked up to see Peter with what looked like two pieces of bread.  Since he has been known to steal partially eaten food from the trashcan, my first thought was that he had been in the trash again.  However, I quickly realized that it couldn’t be anything from the trash; then I suddenly realized that he must have gotten cookies.  Peter must have realized the instant I figured it out, because he took off running with his cookies.  Needless to say he was quite upset that I stole his treasure.  When I walked into the kitchen I figured out what happened.  The Tupperware container had been hanging off the counter edge by about an inch.  Peter must have worked hard and on his tippy toes to get the container to fall off of the counter, spilling cookies all over the floor.  As I picked them up I found more with bites taken out.  We have no doubt of Peter’s determination when he has a goal in his sights.

One thing about Peter is that he can’t stand being left out.  If Jane and Ron are busy doing anything, he thinks he should be right in there with them.  So tonight I decided to let the kids watch a little bit of Word World before bed.  Jane and Ron very excitedly ran to the couch to get ready for the show.  Peter did not want to be left out and let out a cry of frustration.  Then to my amazement, pushed himself up to a standing position and took three (yes 3!) steps all on his own before loosing his balance.  Considering that up to this point we had only seen him take one or two steps total, I was really surprised.