Isaac's realization: I can't walk mama

Isaac is becoming strong; like strong as in, he will do a push-up into a tripod with his bum in the air strong.  He now climbs in and out of his bed.  And he doesn't crawl up on his belly.  It's all pushing his body up, bum first.  So needless to say, when we hold him and he wants to get away, it's a true struggle.  Physically, he is really toughening up.  Not that he wasn't before, but you can now, really see his little muscles in his arms.

He reminded me yesterday, that he is also still our tough guy in his views of his world.  And I have to admit, I am so grateful for his tough, no-nonsense perspective.  I'll share with you this little guy's perspective.



Yesterday, Isaac, Gabe, Hila and I were all playing in the boys room.  Gabe was reading, Hila was chewing and Isaac was climbing into his bed.  I'm not sure what sparked this conversation, but here it is...

Isaac-  "I can't walk mama...  I just pretend walk." (Which he stated very matter of factly).

Me- (Trying to think quickly and also trying to not over-do my answer). "Yes, but you do so many things good.  Like wheel, crawl, scoot, and talk."

Isaac- "yep.  I walk in my big wheels.  I stand too.. See"... (as he proceeds to push his bum in the air with his hands).


I hope that he always has this matter of fact view on life.  I hope that he sees that just because he doesn't do things like most of us, it doesn't mean he can't do them.  He just does them different or with different tools.  And I have even greater hope that the world sees that too.