Meat Head

So our little guy is a bit of a meat head. He is constantly testing his strength in relation to things around him. For example, he loves to pick up the tray off his little feeding chair and toss it over his shoulder, and then he will pick up the feeding chair itself and dump it upside down. When he sees something he wants in the toy box, he will grab onto it and pull with all of his strength until the item either comes flying out or he looses his grip and topples over. He thankfully never attempts to use his tiny little might against people, just things. I like to think of him as my gentle giant.

He also has the same tendency as all babies to enjoy knocking things down, from towers of blocks that we stack up for him to piles of clothes neatly stacked and ready to be put away. I recently read that researchers have looked for but not yet located a gene that causes human babies to want to knock things down. Apparently all babies instinctively do this without being taught, and so researchers have hypothesized that it must be something inherent in our genes that was important to survival in our past. All I can report is that it causes one little guy great pleasure based on the huge grin on his face when the blocks go flying.