My Heart Melts Like Butta

So last night I was watching our son walk around aimlessly searching for something to get in to. Little did he know... when he got to the kitchen cabinets, they would be impossible for him to open. He couldn't understand what was causing them not to open so he tugged and tugged and tugged some more and nothing. All he could see was this white bar that was keeping it closed. He tried to reach his arm in there to feel around and still nothing. He tugged so hard that he finally got frustrated and began to cry... he then moved on to his next target - the dog and cat food cabinet, but it too was locked down.

You could see the wheels turning as he was trying to access the situation... off to the bathroom he walked and toddled (which he does with more frequency every day). He was so proud of himself for thinking... "Ah ha I have outsmarted the moms... I will have victory with these two cabinets." Once again... he reached his little hands up and placed his fingers around the brushed nickel cabinet openers and he yanked as hard as he could almost throwing himself back into the tub... NOTHING! The cabinets held and opened maybe an inch... he immediately looked up at us as to say "What have you done WOMAN," in his best Stewie voice imaginable - well in his and our minds anyway.

He learns so quickly... now we have to worry about him lifting the toilet seat, which he saw me do once this morning and now makes it a sport of lifting and slamming the lid down. I cringe every time in fear just waiting for the day his little finger gets smashed... I guess we will be making a trip to Home Depot this weekend for a toilet lock. Now we have to be really cautious about him seeing us open the cabinets by pushing the latch down. Before too long I just know he will get the hang of that too. Don't get me wrong - we did leave him some cabinets to explore and "work" out of.

So the thing that melted my heart was when he was tired of trying to figure the cabinets out for the night he perused around the house from room to room looking like a peacock preening because he was walking. He gets so excited and proud of himself at his accomplishments! So we watched him skate around the room on his little feet and then he walked right up to us with arms outstretched telling us in his own way he wanted to be picked up. We picked him up and he planted a big wet open-mouthed kiss on us with a big smile to boot.

I never knew that I could love someone as much as I love him. My heart just melts like butta when I think of him...