But the boy is fantastic! He is standing with our help now. I am sure that he will be crawling in the coming weeks & walking in the coming months. He loves to stand, squat, & stand. Last night, he had his first fall. He bumped his head on the base of a foot stool & cried so soulfully. I had never heard him cry like that before. It was a pitiful cry, not like the frustrated cry of hunger or the whiny cry of loneliness. He's been a big eater of baby food lately, & I've started feeding him a little water from a sippy cup. His repertoire of food is growing.
On a side note, my dad found an old photo of my grandfather online. It was taken in 1938 when China was invaded by Japan. Back then, the Soviet Union & China were tight. My grandfather, about 26 years old, is pictured with a Soviet air force squadron leader whom he had saved from a Japanese flying ace during a dogfight. My father found out later that the Russian pilot had traveled to China in 1988 to look for my grandfather. But after the Communist Revolution, my grandfather left China for Taiwan. By 1988, he had died from pancreatic cancer. He is so handsome in this photo, isn't he?
