Well, I need to go and buy some more track shoes. . .
JAKE IS CRAWLING!
Yesterday he was having a bout with colic and was crying pretty hard, so we put him down on the floor on his tummy with some toys thinking that would help him feel a little better, and the next thing we knew he was up and rocking and actually started moving forward a little bit. Rob and I almost cried with excitement! :) Then we moved to different places in the room and asked him to crawl to us and he did.
So my friend came over last night and I tried to get Jake to crawl to me then, and would he? NO!
Fortunately I had videoed it the first time, so I had to show her the video of course! : )
Well then, this morning I tried to get him to crawl to different toys and to me and he would move one hand and one leg and the PLOP back on his tummy and fuss.
I figured he would just do it when he felt like it. . .
And he did. What he felt like crawling to is the one thing OFF LIMITS to him - the couch where our computer and tv chords are hidden. He knows they are there and he loves them. He has been told no millions of times already and has even had his hand smacked several times. . .
Well, after his second nursing this morning, I put him down on the floor to play and what does he do??? He crawls about 5 feet to the couch and chords.
I marveled! and wondered? What could I get him to crawl to like that? He didn't get that excited or enthused to crawl to me or Rob or any of his toys, but to the one forbidden object. Kind of made me think about the garden of Eden. We truly are born in sin.
And in some ways that attitude never leaves us. I see it in myself the way I get so excited about temporal trinkets - something as minor as my favorite dessert or a good book, or song, or movie, or a big win, and yet I am not that excited about God and what He has done for me; I do not express as much disspoinment in myself when I sin and choose to serve myself rather than others as I do when my favorite team loses ( sorry to the Clemson fans, but at least they made it to the ACC. ) It's kind of like crawling to the one forbidden object when you have a floor full of toys. . . kind of like taking the one forbidden fruit, when you have all of Eden to enjoy. . .
Are you enjoying God and excited and passionate about what He is excited and passionate about? Are you crawling to Him (enjoying Eden) or crawling to the couch and chords (eating the one forbidden fruit)?
Just some thoughts. . .
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2 comments:
Our Sasha is like that too. Only I don't think it's necessarily the element of the forbidden...more the unknown. Our boys already know their toys. They know the places they are allowed. And therefore they have lost their novelty. But the cords? They retain novelty by being unexplored. And yours will learn about "no". Sasha'll crawl/cruise over to something he's not allowed, look to see if we're watching, and test. He'll touch everything around the forboden item. And if it's exciting enough (a laptop, say) he'll touch the disallowed. And when we reiterate "no" he usually will move away on his own. If not, we'll redirect him and he's learning.
Yes. . . it's funny isn't it. Jake totally tests us and I definitely agree that he is learning because everyday when we put him on the floor he immediately notices the chords. :) And eyes them, crawls towards them and gets redirected and told no a million times. I think it's a matter of wondering WHY it's forbidden. . . like what will happen if I touch this this time? Will Mommy and Daddy still say no? What if they don't see me touching it, what then? It is human nature to wonder why something is not allowed. When he is old enough to understand I hope we can tell him WHY we are saying no, not just say no. That always irritated me. :)
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