The Little engine had been filled up with fuel, the ignition was engaged and raring to go. Looking in all directions to ensure the coast was clear, the Little Cruiser Lord revved up and put his foot on the gas. It was time, he was ready to cruise.
The Qualifying Lap
Finally, after several weeks of trying and the frustration building, the Little Cruiser Lord was getting close to crawling. He was being taunted relentlessly with delectable toys that were just out of his reach, even his trusty rattle had evaded him. He looked aghast at the journey he would have to travel, for what seemed like the length of the Sahara desert, across the living room he would need to make his perilous journey, unaided, with no help from the pit-stop parents who seemed to goad him from a distance. Of course, in the mind of the parents, the distance was just the length of a ruler away, but that didn’t lessen the Little Cruiser Lord’s plight.
Arms up supporting his weight, knees tucked under and risen to put his Little bum in the air he was ready to make for his journey, for it would surely take several hours to finally reach his rattle, and once he had his rattle there was absolutely no way he was going to give that up again. It wasn’t happening.
The pit-stop parents just sat on the sidelines, observing, sometimes they smiled just to provoke him, or worse still, they shook the rattle as if it were so easy to just travel the distance of the desert. The pit-stop parents clearly hadn’t noticed that the Little Cruiser Lord would need new tires and modifications to complete such a treacherous journey.
The Mechanical Fault
In the ‘on’ position the Little Cruiser Lord began trying to crawl, but the car wouldn’t move. He had recently, just the previous night, downloaded some modifications and upgrades to the car, and he had practiced in his slumber pit, but now when he needed them to work, he just couldn’t make the distance. Perhaps he hadn’t followed the instructions properly, but this was unlikely, as the Little Cruiser Lord knew his specifications and had worked out all the mathematical equations to make his first journey a success. The Little Cruiser Lord fumed, the only possible explanation was faulty parts, that seller was definitely getting bad feedback!
Rocking to and fro with the ignition on, the Little Cruiser Lord tried as hard as he could to make the rattle, but the fuel quickly sapped from the car. It seemed there might have been a leak, he would have to take the car in overnight and get some work done and try again tomorrow. He had edged forward, just by the smallest margin, but victory it seemed, would be another day.
The pit-stop parents sprung into action once they seen the fuel had nearly all drained, and gave him his trusty rattle, there would be no way he would let it out of his sight again. It was even dry of slobber, as it had laid unused and unloved for at least 5 minutes.
What’s this? Mummy has a book, The Little Lord loves a good book!
*Drops rattle* and the saga continued…
For information on the signs/ stages of crawling please see this source which also provides some tips on baby proofing.
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