He is learning diligence. Like me, he goes at things full throttle, and when they don’t work first try, he lands in the floor kicking and screaming and wants nothing to do with it again. One day last week he wanted up in a tree. I took these pics from the kitchen window.
He is a natural groover. He loves to be in my arms when I spin round and round in the kitchen. He loves to be dizzy. One night in the kitchen, he was playing drums to our music and then would put his head down on the bench to listen to the bass bouncing through the wood.
He is the sweetest baby I’ve ever seen. He hates to make a big deal. When I give him “tummy time,” he looks around for a bit and then just lies his head down. No need strain. If I smile at him every few minutes, he’s happy.