In my living room I have a 10-pound medicine ball. A few weeks ago, Isaac started to try to lift it off the ground. How did I know? His cry of frustration every time he tried and failed, his grunts and red face as he pressed on, even more diligent, to get that ball OFF the ground.And then he DID get it off the ground.
More frustrated cries; more attempts; more red faces; more frustrated cries.
And today . . . amidst those cries and grunts and frustrations . . . that little man lifted that ball clear up to his chest!
Do they have body-building competitions for 14-month-olds? :-)
2 comments:
I think I need more time around your kids- they are pretty stinkin' cute- I didn't realize. I can tell you are such a good attentive mother!
He's not a little man. He's a little IRON man! ;)
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