What Anders Does Now

I should take this opportunity to briefly talk about what Anders does now.  He started crawling on his birthday, which he does as needed but not excessively.  He only crawls a long distance if he sees one of us from far away and decides to crawl to us.  Mostly, he just crawls to get to toys.  Also, he does this thing where he throws a toy toward an outlet, cabinet, curtain, or someplace else he knows he shouldn't go and crawls over to track it down hoping that the cover of retrieving a toy will not arouse suspicion from us.  Even I have figured out this move.  

He pulls himself up on our couch and he can even do so on the higher love seat now.  I have to choke down my fear when he does so because it's all part of the walking process.  I was telling Anna yesterday about how nervous his little shuffles along the furniture make me, but that I was getting better---WHACK.  He went down and hit his head.  Now, I am right up behind him when I see it coming.  The nice part of him pulling himself up is that I don't have to hold his fingers as he motors around the house as much as I once did.  My back thanks Anders as well.  He still does it a lot, but not all the time.

Anders went to church today.  He is still better behaved than all the other little ones.  He was making eyes at this little red headed girl off to our right who was about 3 years old.  When we don't take Anders out in public for a while I forget how much he thrives in social settings.  

Otherwise, he's the same old Anders.  He has had a bit of a cold this week, which I think I caught from him.  I'm not convinced it's not allergies, so I'm back on claratin since I do get fall allergies now--one of the bonuses of living in SE Ohio for so long is that I am allergic to more stuff each year.  It also might be the AC since it is a lot drier in here than the misty and humid outside.  I think we might be leaving the 90s behind for the high 80s this week.  It's not much, but it is progress.  We have a lot more tolerance for summer after July in MN, where there was only a rumor of summer.  

I assigned a Nixon biography for class so I need to get back to reading it.  I never tire of reading about Nixon.  He's endlessly fascinating.  It's amazing that someone so antisocial could succeed at the highest levels that most social of professions.  Perhaps there is hope for Mark Dayton yet.