Now he is all over the place, especially anyplace with other kids. I am so excited for Montessori school to start up in September because everywhere we go that we run into other kids he wants to be involved. On more than one occasion we've been walking the beach only to have him plop down with some other child and just start playing with his or her toys. Usually while I'm apologizing profusely and trying to shuffle him along the other parent kindly invites us to stay and play. Don't mind us! Just here to crash your party!
His molars are coming in and although it looks painful he doesn't seem too out of sorts about it. A few cranky days, some good drool and chewing on his fingers, but overall we're lucky in the teething department. Now if they'd just hurry up and push through, that would be great.
Unfortunately, he has also really taken to the dogs' food bowls. Oh my god with the dog food! Fistful by fistful it ends up on the floor. I've tried redirecting, I've tried sternly using his full name, I've tried just going with it and pretending to not care. All of those methods result in a giant mess on the floor (as you might imagine the dog food bowls are pretty good size) and dirty hands that I need to keep out of his mouth until they get a wipe down. The best I can do is take the bowls off the floor and out of reach and then hope I remember that the poor dogs need to eat and drink. I need to set up an activity with plastic bowls and something that resembles dog food and see if that will be enticing to him.
A couple of weeks ago I was sitting on our bedroom floor while he dashed around the room. I don't remember exactly what he was doing or playing with, probably because it was 5:00 in the morning, but I had a moment where I "just knew". You know how people say "you just know" when your family is complete? There's no perfect number of kids to have - for some it's none, other it's two and others it's five. For me, for us, this one. This one kid is absolute perfection.