{"id":5254,"date":"2011-11-16T21:26:51","date_gmt":"2011-11-17T02:26:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/?p=5254"},"modified":"2011-11-16T21:36:24","modified_gmt":"2011-11-17T02:36:24","slug":"help-yourself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/?p=5254","title":{"rendered":"Help yourself."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As your child grows and becomes more independent, you get to sit back a little and watch them get a real feel for the world around them. I remember someone told me once, when Jaia was small, that their first real moment of freedom happened when their child could buckle themselves up in their carseat.<\/p>\n<p>Having experienced that myself, I concur. But even before that, there are a few things that I wasn&#8217;t so sad to say goodbye to. I couldn&#8217;t wait for Wes to sit up. And I longed for him to be able to feed himself and to walk. When he did all of those things, I would gain a smidgen more freedom to do things like make dinner or, you know, go pee by myself.<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t get me wrong. I loved baby Wes. Adored. Still do, but I also love the crazy, funny, cheeky little man that follows me around the house lighting up every room he enters.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes though, it feels like he&#8217;s growing a little too fast. That he&#8217;s a little too independent. \u00a0Take yesterday, for instance, \u00a0when I walked into the kitchen and found my little dude helping himself to a snack.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/20111116-212407.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/20111116-212407.jpg\" alt=\"20111116-212407.jpg\" width=\"712\" height=\"480\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>If he&#8217;s going to do that, I might as well show him how to make dinner and do the laundry&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As your child grows and becomes more independent, you get to sit back a little and watch them get a real feel for the world around them. I remember someone told me once, when Jaia was small, that their first real moment of freedom happened when their child could buckle themselves up in their carseat. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[29,37,51],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5254"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5254"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5254\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5255,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5254\/revisions\/5255"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5254"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5254"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/forgetful.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5254"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}