In the movies where children hang on their mother’s pant leg while the mom dances around the kitchen trying to make dinner, well I’ve always thought that was just sort of a comedic take on parenthood. I never realized that yes, in fact that is what children due.
Since Ajax started crawling and pulling himself up on things, it has been near impossible for me to make dinner or do anything in the kitchen without Ajax following me around, sometimes screaming, all while trying to pull himself up on my pants. Once he succeeds in pulling himself up, he at times loses his balance and topples over.
Tonight in an act of desperation to finish dinner I actually gave him the mail (not quite sure why), but then when I realized how quiet he was I turned and saw him eating a hole through a yellow piece of paper advertising a local pizza place. Luckily it didn’t spoil his appetite for dinner.
