And this is William's new play yard.
It is NOT, as I have lectured David time and again, a cage. It is a play yard. Cage = no. Play yard = yes. It is a safe place where he can play, and where we can keep a bunch of his toys. See how he has a bunch of cool stuff to play with? Books, toys, his piano, etc.
In this photo, William has backed himself up into a corner of the play yard. He's good at that. He's on the cusp of crawling, but he's still mostly doing the backwards/roll/squirm thing. But he's close, really close, to the real thing.
My friend Jennifer said she used to have this same type of yard for her family's dogs, and I can totally see how that would be useful, too. (And no, I don't feel guilty at all that I can use the same product for my child.) We're hoping William will learn to pull up on the sides, since they're stable, as opposed to a piece of furniture. Mostly we use it for times when we can't be right at William's side. That way, he can't roll over to the stereo and television set and yank out all the cords. And yes, we learned that the hard way. What is it with babies and cords? How do babies know to migrate to the exact spots we wish they'd ignore?
1 comment:
He looks pretty happy in his cage or playyard or whatever you want to call it - but then he seems pretty happy most of the time. We definitely need a picture of him of Daddy's shoulders!
Love,
Mama Dee
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