My parents don’t let me climb on the coffee table anymore, citing ridiculous safety concerns. Thus, I have to trick them into believing that I don’t climb on the coffee table, while – in fact – I do climb on the coffee table. Here are a few pictures showing that I still do whatever I want despite all sort of interdictions.
Now that we started talking about getting my feet off the ground, I will remind you that I can raise my feet up while I support my body weight with my hands. Here is a new set of pictures showing that I can raise my feet way higher than I was able to. It’s all about repeating the same thing over and over again until you become an expert.
The high chair is a very important thing in my life right now. Besides sitting on it while eating, I also use it for entertainment. Whenever I want to have fun on the high chair, I have to ask my parents to move it on the carpet (they wouldn’t let me play with it on the kitchen tiles). I express my intent by saying “high chair” while pointing at it, then saying “carpet” while pointing toward the living room. That’s pretty much everything I have to do and the high chair gets moved on the carpet and lowered so I can climb on it. The pictures below are supposed to show you how I spend my time on the high chair after that.
I started saying “high chair” a long time ago and I pronounce it like ‘hai che’. I definitely know what the expression means: if anybody asks me where the high chair is, I point into the right direction. I even go to the high chair to eat my meals every time mommy or daddy ask. Usually I need help to get on the high chair because it is quite tall for me. But my high chair can be lowered, so I can actually climb in it myself. Since I have already established a reputation as a climber, I have the feeling that the pictures below will not surprise anybody.
Scooping the food was out of the scope of the first tutorial on how to use a spoon. Well, it’s time to fill in that gap and show you that scooping the food is not that difficult after all (see the first three pictures below). I’ve been practicing for quite a while now and I think I got it. Including the delivery of food (in this case egg with avocado) to the mouth, which also took an interesting turn of the spoon. I was literally turning the spoon upside down before putting it into my mouth and my bib used to collect a lot of the food that was not sticking to the spoon.
I also noticed that my parents fulfill my orders while I am eating. I can request cheese or – as shown in the fourth picture – something to drink. Needless to say that I got water within seconds. There is something else I learned in the last few days. When full after a good meal, I used to become a little impatient and refused to eat anymore. In these conditions my parents would ask me “Are you done?”, so I figured that I can tell them myself “Done” when I was done eating. While saying “Done” I also push the tray away from me to signal that I want out of the high-chair (see the fifth picture).
I don’t like eggs. Here, I said it. No matter how much my parents try, I refuse to eat them. I haven’t seen mommy putting eggs into my soups, but I heard rummors: if the rummors turn out to be true, I will refuse to eat soups. My daddy makes french toast for me every Saturday and Sunday: they look very suspicious, but I eat them as long as I have no idea how they are made. Well, I only eat less than half before I start playing with the rest.
More than a week ago (on July 2nd) I surprised my parents by clapping and I clapped several times. By the time daddy decided to get his camera to take a few photos of me I didn’t feel like clapping anymore. The same thing happened a few more times during the week, but today he finally had his camera ready for me. The pictures below constitute a tutorial for babies who don’t know how to clap (and for people who need a refreshment training in clapping).
I must emphasize that you make noise only when your hands hit each other. You have to do everything all over again every time you miss.