He has this cute little dance he does with his shoulders when he's sitting down. It happens when he's excited, when something he wanted was taken away, when he anticipates something he can't get yet, and even when he hears music.
He makes this really silly face when happy or sad or just because he loves you and wants you to react. He squints his eyes and smiles and sometimes shakes his head.
He's so busy and determined!
He's also clingy. He will play by himself until I leave the room and then he needs to be held for 10-30 minutes until he recovers from my absence.
He hasn't been falling asleep at 7pm anymore. It's probably because it stays light past 8pm these days.
When the sweet little boy gets into the bed with us in the middle of the night. He means to be still. He lays there and tries to get comfortable for a bit and then he can't contrrol the excitement about being with Mommy and Daddy in a bed that's so much cooler than his so he starts break-dancing and giggling and tickling his daddy. I try to calm him down, but at this point he's too psyched so I have to put him in his crib. He knows the deal once he's there and calms down and actually sleeps then.
He HATES the pack-n-play. HATES it. Actually, hate isn't strong enough of a word. I've been trying to get him used to it, but he just screams until he chokes on his own screams. His sister will sit in there with him to try to calm him down while I do things that he can't be near such as frying hot oil, but it's to no avail. I have to remind myself that I'm doing it for his own good. He's safer in there.
He was so excited about that silly piece of plastic in his hand.