Peek-a-boo is a big thing around here these days. Ethan would play it for hours if I would let him, but ducking your head down and popping up with an excited look on your face is surprisingly exhausting.
It was after an extended game of peek-a-boo that I decided to transform the dining room table into a fort.
It took a little coercing to get him into it. I'm thinking the dining room table is a bit much for a 10 month old. Have you ever walked into a room you loved as a kid and been surprised at how tiny it looks to you as a grown up? I'm thinking a box might be more cozy and comforting.
In the end he loved it just as much as I did when I was little. He explored all the escape routes and finally nestled in to play with his toys in privacy (minus the annoying mommy in the corner with the camera).
There's something about having a space of your own. Time to discover and explore without watching eyes. We all need this. Even our little ones.
It's times like these when I get small glimpses of what Ethan might be like a little boy. The "baby" Ethan has seemed to have flown the coupe. It saddens me to think that it passed so quickly, but as I look at him in his two piece jammies and drinking solely out of big boy sippies I feel excitement of what's to come.
Forts, trucks, imagination, and art time....it's all just around the corner, and I can't wait!