Friday, December 23, 2011

My Son the Mover

I'm not sure if this is "normal" or rare, but Nathan has begun trying to move any and every piece of furniture in the house that he can.  It started with a leather covered bench that we used to keep in the living room to keep him under wraps.  He soon discovered that he could move the bench and ever since the downstairs of the house is now his. 

He started by rolling the bench over on its side and then pushing the bench from the living room to the kitchen became the greatest thing in the world.  The frustration and anger when the bench would be moved into a corner or location where he couldn't figure it out became to much and the bench now resides in the gated off kitchen.  I thought this was it and the bench was the only object that was fun to move, I quickly found out I was wrong.  Plastic bins, boxes and a laundry basket all became Nathan's toys of choice to move from one location in the house to another. 

The moving of furniture was moved outside of our house for the first time a week ago.  My wife and her side of the family celebrated their Christmas at my in-laws house.  I love a family get together because it usually means a day off for dad in the entertaining department.  We were in the living room gathered around for a picture and Nathan decided it was time to try and move the solid wood coffee table.  He pushed and he pushed and nothing, the table was just to heavy to move.  But this was only a minor set back in his mind, for the smaller sized end table would work just fine.  This doesn't end there.  Nathan's day-care lady advised us this week that he loves to move the plastic picnic table in the playroom, kids sitting at it or not.  The table is moved around the room, and situated for short periods of time wherever Nate sees fit. 

I'm not sure if he has extra crazy baby human strength or just has a born with desire to move things, but to him it's the greatest thing in the world and so for my wife and I: Have it Nate.  My house and anyone of those that we visit may be rearranged and redesigned by my son the mover.  Maybe I could get him a gig on HGTV, instead of Trunell and Son's Moving it would read Nathan and Dad's.