Tuesday, August 30, 2011

How the story-hour room is a death-trap (or how I miss the days of the immobile BBB)

The Bouncing Baby Bookworm is becoming more of a toddler every single day. Just when we thought we had the baby stuff down, life throws us a curveball, or should I say, hurls a whiney, constantly in motion, demanding pre-toddler?

At storytime this week, for the first time Bumpy didn't sit in my lap. No, he wanted to crawl around the room and try to pull himself up on random toddlers sitting on the floor. One child in particular did not appreciate the violation of his personal space.