Yesterday Dianthus climbed the first two steps of the staircase and was well on his way up higher when snatched. For those of you (my mother) concerned about such things being recorded in his still non-existent baby book, it was Tuesday, April 6, age 8 months and a week, when he first started climbing stairs.While he had been mobile for some time, it was Thursday, March 11 (7 1/2 months) when suddenly was crawling. Fast, long-distances, and with purpose. Fortunately, my parents were here to witness it.*
A little over a week later Monday, March 22, while he was with the Mister's mother in Kansas, he perfected sitting up by himself.
In the short time since, Dianthus has learned to pull up on everything, pull over anything that might tip, and systematically pull everything off any surface he can reach while standing.
He hasn't figured out how to gracefully stop standing.
But he can climb at least a few stairs.
His mom is scared.
*My mother took this image when they were here in March.
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Glad you captured him before he got too far up the stairs--good work, mommy!
This young man must have a beautiful mother and a handsome father---he's mighty good looking. I have noticed he seems to like to have his picture taken---poses quite well for the camera.
That is scary indeed. For a while Annika liked climibing the stairs with help, but had no interest in attempting them on her own... until one morning she undertook to go up the stairs by herself while we weren't watching! She fell, and we felt very fortunate that she was only a bit bruised and not seriously hurt by the misadventure.
After that, we installed a gate at the bottom of the stairs, which was a project that took most of the weekend (weird angle, frustrating dimensions, banister in the way, annoying instructions, etc). But at least now we have more peace of mind. On that particular hazard, anyway. Don't get me started about her ability to unscrew lids, open doors, climb things that shouldn't be climbed, reach sharp objects on countertops, and so on.... gah!
Anon-- I think he takes after his good looking grandparents, don't you.
Irene, we're investigating gates, but know that we have odd angles and frustration awaiting us.
We have a whole set of gates for Gavin and the spring-loaded ones work well with uneven walls - they just require moving of climbing rather than opening a "door" in them. Good luck with the stairs.
My mom found me at about 1.5 on top of the counter on a step stool (lifted there by little me) getting cookies from a cookie jar from on top of the fridge. She quietly waited for me to climb down before she began to yell at me because she didn't want me to fall.
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