Tonight we had one of those “Oh my gosh!” moments. Alex was having a “special” night. In other words, he’d been a total pain in the rear since we woke him up from his nap. That was our mistake, waking him up. He’d been down for his nap for 3 1/2 hours, and he normally sleeps 2 1/2 to 3 hours, so I figured we should get him up or face having him not go to bed later. Should have let him sleep! Baby Einstein videos helped for a while, but not for long.
So Eric got home from dropping off Jenna with Amy and we had dinner. Or at least, Eric and I had dinner. Alex twice stood up in his highchair and tried to step over the side. OK, we’ve know he was reckless, but this one takes the cake. So then we put him on the floor to run around while we ate. Nope, he went back and forth between us, whining. Finally Eric picks Alex up and puts him on his lap. Alex tries to get into the pan of green beans, so he gets put back on the floor. He comes to me. I pick him up. He takes my fork and starts eating food off my plate. So I give him his plate. But he’s still eating my food. OK, Eric gets me a new fork and we continue dinner. Alex eventually eats about 1/3 of the food on his plate, along with a bunch of food from my plate. Then he wants down. Fine, down he goes and he heads off into another room. Eric and I continue eating.
A few minutes later, I look up to see if I can tell what Alex is doing. Sure enough, there is Alex right in my line of sight. Standing on Jenna’s desk, happy as a clam. I yelp, “Holy S**t” and run towards him. When I get close, he reaches our for me and practically jumps into my arms, just as Eric gets to the doorway. Eric, of course, is totally confused as to what just happened since he couldn’t see Alex, so I had to explain.
Moral of this story: Alex can now crawl onto the chair that sits next to Jenna’s desk and then onto the desk. Time to find a new home for the chair.