However, there were a couple of developmental milestones we should mention. First, yesterday Elliot was sitting in his crib and pulled himself into a standing position. I'm not even kidding. He charmed our hearts by accomplishing this act because of an intense desire to reach..the bookshelf. For real! He wanted those books.
Second, less charmingly, he now seems cognizant of and interested in his own urping. We posted a video a couple of weeks ago of him playing and urping and playing, seemingly not aware at all that a large puddle of urp had sprung from his mouth. But now when he urps he looks sort of surprised, and if he has made a little puddle on his leg or the floor, he will sort of poke at it.
Okay, but enough with that.
We were all sitting in bed this morning, and Brandon spontaneously started reciting for Elliot a poem which seems perfect for our day, which is beautiful and springlike, and for Elliot's small two-thirds milestones, and so I will put it here. I am very excited that it is Elliot's first spring!
33. "Loveliest of Trees"
LOVELIEST of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.