Two and a half weeks ago Sean came down with a nasty stomach bug. After a miserable Thursday, he finally stopped throwing up. Friday I knew I would be staying home with the sick kid, and expected it to be a pretty low-key affair with lots of sleep and cuddles and books. Boy, was I wrong. The first thing Sean did was to head for the stairs and climb all the way up to the second floor. Note, he’d never done this before. In fact, he’d never done more than a few stairs before. But he zipped up like a pro, all the while singing to himself doot-di-doot-di-doot. That Friday I spend chasing around a nearly-fully-recovered kid with energy to burn. (Wish I’d had the same energy…)
Here he starts out on the second half of our split-level stairs:
And here he finishes. Apologies for the poor video; we accidentally hit a button on the camera by mistake. I’ve included it, though, for the great doot-di-doot-di-doot soundtrack.
Funny that Margaret posted this last night. This morning, Sean started to follow me up the stairs. When I noticed, I stopped and sat down on about the fifth step. He climbed up to the third step, then seemed to back down a bit. I was thinking that maybe he hadn’t made it all the way up that last step after all. Then, he continued backing down the stairs until he was back on the floor.
We had been trying to show him the proper way to descend, but neither of us had worked on it with him in at least a week. Then he decides that he will just do it on his own. Pretty cool (if a bit scary).
Way to go Sean! Way to keep Mom and Dad on their toes 🙂