
Yesterday I laid Dylan on his beloved playmat so I could go to the other room and fold some laundry. Five minutes later I went back into his room only to find his head where his feet were and his mat folded over him. I couldn't believe it, Dylan pulled himself up by using the side of his mat and fell forward. Yes, DYLAN DID IT! I was quite proud that the little brat figured out how to be a mobile rug rat, bothered that I wasn't there to witness it firsthand and relieved that he fell forward on his face and not back on his head. He sure doggone did it but now I have to be extra watchful as he realizes that everything around him can be used as a tool to get what he wants.
On another note, my husband finally witnessed Dylan being a demon child last night when he had the whole "oh my god I am miserable and there's nothing you can do about it" tantrum prior to bedtime. Teething is most likely to blame for these manic episodes. If he weren't so cute I think I'd sell him on ebay.
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