Superman

It’s been about four weeks since Nathaniel started doing the “Superman”… lying on his tummy and lifting his little arms and feet in the air like he’s flying.  He knows how to roll multiple times to get where he needs to go, and has clearly mastered the pivot.  Then today, I saw him crawl.  I’m totally sleep deprived and could hardly believe my bleary eyes, but, it was a real crawl.  He also has a new centipede move and does a lot of rocking back and forth on his hands and knees.  I’m a bit impressed with his newfound upper body strength.  Believe me, that’s a lot of adorable baby chub to get from A to B.  Not only is he on the move, but he also woke-up with his very first tooth this morning.

In the endless reaches of the universe, there once existed a planet known as Cryaton, a planet that burned like a green nightlight in the middle of the night.  There, civilization was far advanced and it brought forth a race of “super babies,” whose mental and physical powers to avoid sleep and live almost solely on a liquid diet were developed to the absolute peak of human perfection.  But there came a day when giant quakes threatened to destroy Cryaton forever.  (We did have two yesterday…) One of the planet’s leading sleep trainers, sensing the approach of doom, placed his infant son in a small Baby Einstein and sent it hurtling in the direction of the Couch just as Cryaton exploded.  The Baby Einstein sped through toy-studded space, landing safely on Carpet with its precious burden: Cryaton’s sole survivor.  A passing toddler found the uninjured child and took its pacifier.  As the days went by and the child grew to 7 months, he found himself possessed of amazing physical powers.  Faster than a speeding stroller, more powerful than Thomas the Tank Engine, able to leap tall block towers in a single bound.  The infant of Cryaton is now the Baby of Steel: Superman.

It’s a bird, it’s a centipede, it’s Baby Nake!