Friday, April 19, 2013
Malcolm's 9 months old!
Wow. Malcolm has managed to survive 9 months of my parenting, which I often fear is too inept and inexpert. Obviously, Benjamin and I must be doing something right, since he is happy, healthy and, if you will forgive a parent's partiality, pretty much the best baby ever. (Except when he won't sleep, and then he becomes Malcolm the miscreant).
The dog and cats are remarkably patient with him, now that he has discovered they exist and are fun to chase.
I am so eager to see where he takes us as he learns to walk and explore this world (now, if I could just keep him from putting everything into his mouth...)