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There are some things we know about Jacob.
He is active.
He is curious.
He loves teddy bears.
So perhaps we should have expected what happened the other night at our friends’ apartment.
Jacob saw that they had the same Pack ‘n’ Play that we do—complete with the teddy bear mobile. Jacob adored these teddy bears when he was littler. He smiled at them before he smiled at us.
Turns out, that pure, raw love and affection hasn’t died, and absence really does make the heart grow stronger, because before we knew it, Jacob was scaling the side of the playpen to get to the bears.
He climbs on me every day, and he’s even tried to climb up his high chair a couple of times (never to get in to eat, of course, just to play). But never have we seen him so determined that he completely lifts himself off the ground.
Keep in mind, he won’t take even a step holding just one of our hands; he needs two. When we try to let go of one, he just sinks back to the floor and crawls where he needs to go. Walking? No, thank you. Climbing? Of course.
Anything for those teddy bears.