Quarterback Sneak
Michael has a stuffed, soft little football, just about the right size for him. I tried to play catch with him, but he's too young and it just bopped him in the head (which he didn't like).
So, I figured I would try getting him to hand me the ball and I would run down the hall with it. He LOVED it.
He'd hold up the football and I'd take the handoff, run down the hall, run back, and hand it back to him when I passed by. He would hand me the ball again and I'd run down the hall with it. Repeat, repeat, repeat. This made him laugh, and he was quite enthusiastic about holding out the football for a handoff. Which is quite unusual for him ... he very rarely is willing to let go of something he's playing with (for example, when he gets ahold of Mommy or Daddy's cell phone, he will NOT let go of it for anything!)
I have a little nightstand in the bedroom that Michael's not supposed to get into (since I'm worried he's going to pinch his little fingers in the drawer). Of course, he wants to get in and explore, but I've always said "No!"
Michael outsmarted me today. He handed me the football, waited until I ran down the hall, and then bolted for the cabinets (which he's not supposed to open).
Even though I ran back and said "No!", (since I know he's going to pinch his fingers in the drawer, he's done it a few times already), I'm actually quite proud of his ability to recognize patterns and timing. To be able to recognize my pattern of coming and going with the football, and knowing that after he handed off the ball, I would run down the hall and he could make his little "quarterback sneak" for the nightstand.
So, I figured I would try getting him to hand me the ball and I would run down the hall with it. He LOVED it.
He'd hold up the football and I'd take the handoff, run down the hall, run back, and hand it back to him when I passed by. He would hand me the ball again and I'd run down the hall with it. Repeat, repeat, repeat. This made him laugh, and he was quite enthusiastic about holding out the football for a handoff. Which is quite unusual for him ... he very rarely is willing to let go of something he's playing with (for example, when he gets ahold of Mommy or Daddy's cell phone, he will NOT let go of it for anything!)
I have a little nightstand in the bedroom that Michael's not supposed to get into (since I'm worried he's going to pinch his little fingers in the drawer). Of course, he wants to get in and explore, but I've always said "No!"
Michael outsmarted me today. He handed me the football, waited until I ran down the hall, and then bolted for the cabinets (which he's not supposed to open).
Even though I ran back and said "No!", (since I know he's going to pinch his fingers in the drawer, he's done it a few times already), I'm actually quite proud of his ability to recognize patterns and timing. To be able to recognize my pattern of coming and going with the football, and knowing that after he handed off the ball, I would run down the hall and he could make his little "quarterback sneak" for the nightstand.
Comments
Post a Comment