I know I’ve mentioned in the past that Lex
is getting very independent, and this morning I have a shining
example. I went out for a walk and got back to find Lex, by
himself, standing on a chair at the sink. I was a little
freaked out by this scene and immediately asked “where’s
daddy?” Lex said he was upstairs sleeping. Lex can’t open the
baby gate at the top of the stairs, so Alan must have let him
down, but then Lex took care of himself. By the time I got home
he had gotten a sippy cup from the cabinet, filled it with
water, added some ice (a trick I haven’t seen before), and put
the top on. He’d also gotten out his snack foods (goldfish,
annie’s bunnies, dried fruit) and a bowl and had started
preparing the snack. Dried fruit makes his hands sticky, so
after he put it in the bowl he got a washcloth, wet it in the
sink, and washed his hands. This is where I came in. The whole
scene is a little scary, but impressively independent. I’m not
sure I’m ready for this to be a regular thing, because of all
the “what ifs” but I guess it’s another stage of growing up.
Eeek!