Our boy loves finger food. His own fingers, to be exact. Joshua has discovered the joy of sucking on his fingers and wastes no opportunity to jam into his mouth as many fingers as can possibly fit. I truly believe that if it was physically possible to put both hands and all ten fingers into his mouth at once, he would do it.
One of Joshua's favorite activities is standing. In this picture, we are doing our ventriliquism routine where I hold him up from behind (or often from the sides) and he supports his weight on his legs. He has more than enough strength to hold him self up but almost most zilch for balance. But we both have lots of fun holding him up and keeping him from toppling over as he flails around, looking everywhich way.
Also, in the past few days he has just started what Sun calls "crawling". I suppose it IS the beginning stages of crawling but what he is actually doing looks more like someone trying to push a wheelbarrow that doesn't have a wheel. While lying on his belly, Joshua will straighten his legs at an angle to the floor, push off with his feet, arch his butt up in the air, and push his face and arms into the floor (or bed or whatever his is lying on). Granted that he does move an inch or so forward on occasion while using this method, I not convinced that this is bona fide crawling. But he is getting there. Joshua will be four months old next week (9/24)
Everyone says that we have such a good baby. Do not let the boy decieve you. Joshua is an extrovert and a very social baby. He loves people when he is out in public and puts on a great public face. When guests come over, nine times out of ten he is asleep or very compliant and wide eyed so as to solicit comments such as "He's so cute!" or "What big eyes he has!". He eats it up. Joshua loves all the attention you heap on him. But, like all babies, he has his whiny crying side that doesn't want to go to sleep. Mommy & Dadddy say, "It's time to sleep Joshua" and Joshua's facial expression and flailing body movements say, "It's playtime!" But we love him, even if it is often a fight to get him to go down for a nap or to sleep at night. He struggles. He cries. He thrashes and moans and sighs. He wriggles his little arms out the swaddling cloth like a Baby Houdini. But when all is said and done, he finally goes down (to sleep, that is). As you can see in the picture, Joshua eventually puts his hands up and surrenders, submitting to the parental wisdom that sleep really is better than crying and thrashing about all night.
This past Sunday, we had Joshua baptized. It was wonderful to see Joshua formally recognized as a part of the covenant community of God's people at Grace Presbyterian Church. I know that Joshua will remember none of it, but he was as content as could be as I held him in my arms and Pastor Ron asked us the appropriate questions and sprinkled his little forehead. God has given his covenant promises to his people, both adults and children (Acts 2:39), and as Joshua grows up, he will be reminded that the waters of baptism signify God's promise to wash away the sins of all who trust in God, confessing Christ to be their Lord and Savior.