This afternoon, I went to the library with Joash. Although I usually would read the book to him and guide him (meaning restrain him lah) with my full attention, I decided to let loose a little by giving him a few board books to explore by himself on the seat while I lounge beside him reading my own book.
But alas! I've forgotten that he now knows how to climb down the seat by himself. Within minutes, Joash was gone!!! I looked up to see Joash crawling at lightning speed four aisles away. Oh no! I dumped my book and gave chase. By the time I reached, I could only catch a glimpse of his legs before he vanished into another section. It took me a while to find him pulling down half a shelf's worth of books. He squealed in delight as I gasped in horror. I scrambled to pick up the books with an annoyed librarian breathing down my neck. Guess what? Joash went missing again! The next time I caught up with him, I grabbed him, plonked him unceremoniously into his stroller and briskly left, utterly embarrassed and horrified.
I am always amazed at how fearless my boy is. Many babies would not have dared venture far from their mothers in unfamiliar territory and even need time to warm up to a new environment. Joash will take off gleefully in a split second anywhere. Not only that, I worry that he'll be kidnapped in a flash as he has no stranger anxiety. Once, I was at a friend's place when her sister visited her. Though we've never seen this lady before, it was a while before I realised she actually took Joash for a walk without a single protest from him! I foresee tough times ahead when he eventually learns to walk. Should I strap on him a GPS tracking system as suggested by my husband or just put him on a leash?
But alas! I've forgotten that he now knows how to climb down the seat by himself. Within minutes, Joash was gone!!! I looked up to see Joash crawling at lightning speed four aisles away. Oh no! I dumped my book and gave chase. By the time I reached, I could only catch a glimpse of his legs before he vanished into another section. It took me a while to find him pulling down half a shelf's worth of books. He squealed in delight as I gasped in horror. I scrambled to pick up the books with an annoyed librarian breathing down my neck. Guess what? Joash went missing again! The next time I caught up with him, I grabbed him, plonked him unceremoniously into his stroller and briskly left, utterly embarrassed and horrified.
I am always amazed at how fearless my boy is. Many babies would not have dared venture far from their mothers in unfamiliar territory and even need time to warm up to a new environment. Joash will take off gleefully in a split second anywhere. Not only that, I worry that he'll be kidnapped in a flash as he has no stranger anxiety. Once, I was at a friend's place when her sister visited her. Though we've never seen this lady before, it was a while before I realised she actually took Joash for a walk without a single protest from him! I foresee tough times ahead when he eventually learns to walk. Should I strap on him a GPS tracking system as suggested by my husband or just put him on a leash?
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