He's been working at jumping for quite a while. On Tuesday our neighbor came over for a bit and Elliot asked to be lifted into his crib (never to sleep, mind you). He does this often and it's usually to snuggle in with his Curious George monkey and tuck himself into the covers. Sometimes he requests a pillow or four. This time, he figured out that he could get some air and spent 15 minutes jumping up and down, squealing like a wild boy. My neighbor, who is going to watch him once in a while while I'm at work, may have been a bit mortified. Her daughter's 8 months and still calm and mostly immobile.
Yesterday we were downstairs after dinner and Elliot started a game of counting down, "one, three, eight, ten...blat off!" he would either flop face-first into the cushion on the ground or 'jump' by pulling his feet out from under him and landing hard on his bottom on the couch. He did this at least a 30 times. Maybe it's the sugar.
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