Curious George...er...Troy

Even as I was updating that last post, Troy came over to help (or at least find out what I was doing and insert himself directly in the middle of it).  It's possible that he was making sure I got my facts straight, but I'm more inclined to believe that he saw me doing something that took my focus off of him, and he wanted to adjust my priorities.  When we're home with him, he likes us focused on what he's doing.  He will crawl to wherever we are in the house to find out what we're doing and put himself in the middle of it.  Every once in a while, like while I'm trying to write in the blog, he'll just annoy you until you stop.  But usually this is fine, because once he gets to where we're at, he'll get distracted with something else and contentedly start entertaining himself with whatever he found.

My wife was unloading the dish washer tonight, and Troy went to find out what she was doing.  When he found her, he stood up next to the dish washer, holding onto the lower basket, and attempted to lift the dishes out of it.  One would presume it was to hand them to her, so she could put them into the cabinet, but it's equally possible that he just wanted to drop them on the floor.  He has a problem with things being inside a container and feels like they should be liberated.  Or perhaps he just like to drop things on the floor.  We haven't quite figured out which it is yet.

The point is, Troy's curious about everything.  He wants to know what we're doing, and when we show him, he watches everything.  After a few minutes, presumably he feels like "he's got this," and he'll start to get into the action too.  He's gotten more bold over the last month, feeling safe within our boundaries and exploring things on his own.  It's fun to watch him work things out and learn.  He's smart and capable, and it makes you wonder what he'll eventually end up doing.  Right now, it could be anything.  My only fear is that he'll end up like me, curious about and capable about too many things, and unable to enjoy just one.  But I guess there are worse problems to have.  At the moment, we don't have to worry about that.  We only have to worry about leaving a door open, because two seconds later, we'll find him inside!