One step forward, Two steps back

Noah seems determined to skip crawling. He’s not too keen on rolling over either. Try putting him down for tummy time, and you’d better have some jolly good earplugs and a heart devoid of all human compassion. I think he would prefer being tarred and feathered to tummy time. He’s an upright kind of little man. Imagine his delight when Christmas rolled around, and we bought him a walker. He’ll be in it for hours, happy as a boy who’s never had to be on his belly ever.

As he is only four months, he doesn’t have the chutzpah to propel his walker forward. What he does have is a proclivity to top-heaviness and a basic understanding of Newton’s laws. The result is a boy who travels wherever he wants to go... in reverse. I’m going to have the first child who lives his entire life backwards. The Curious Case of Noah James.

At the end of the video Noah shows off his other new trick, which I alluded to in an earlier post: spitting. He’s very advanced in a backwards kind of way.

I apologize for our giant bulldog Dumpster in the frame. He’s horribly jealous of baby Noah, and is stoutly determined to position himself between my son and I whenever possible.