Today, I woke up to the sound of Blake talking in his crib. I went to get him, since we usually snuggle for some time before getting up for the day. This morning, however, he had a different agenda. After squirmming his way out of cuddling, he insisted on getting down off the bed onto the ground. Because I was still tired and looking to extend my morning slumber, I set him down to play. No sooner than I did, he was off. Within seconds, he had crawled out of my room, down the hall, through the kitchen, and to the basement door which leads to Caleb and Dallin's room. To ensure he didn't fall down the stairs, I jumped out of bed and ran to shut the basement door. What I didn't realize, was that in doing so, I had thwarted his plan. He looked up at me with pure disappointment on his face and then collapsed to the ground in tears. I tried many methods of distraction (toys, breakfast, and a bath), but none would do. Blake continued to return to the door and pound on it to let me known he wanted to go downstairs to see his brothers. When I finally took him to wake Caleb and Dallin, he was all grin through his tears. He went on to spend a good part of the morning following his brothers around while they prepared for the day. For me, it was a realization that this little guy is beginning to discover his own will. Also, it was just fun to see him so insistant on seeing his brothers first thing in the morning. Just a fun motherhood moment:)
