He’s getting more and more entertaining to be around recently. He’s always been a bit of an attention-magnet, but he’s starting to do things, as well as trying to say things, that really make us smile!
Like today for example:
I’ve had a bit of a pants day at work, staying late to get some stuff done, which means getting stuck in lots of traffic on the way home. When I got there, Claire and Jack turned up just minutes after I did, as they had been at a swimming lesson. From what Claire’s said, he should have been absolutely knackered tonight, as he hadn’t slept a great deal and had been splashing around in the pool.
I went out to the car to help bring him in and he’s smiling away and jabbering away as is becoming normal, except he had no trousers on, as once Claire had dressed him, he crawled through a puddle in the changing room and got soaked! When I opened the car door, it was absolutely baking in there, as Claire was trying to make sure he didn’t get cold! She had put a dry pair of backup-socks on him, and wrapped a blanket over him, but he’s a dab-hand at getting socks off, and does so with a devilish look about him too, so he’s sitting there in just a jumper, coat and his nappy!
I brought him in and took him straight upstairs to get some trousers and socks on him and, standing him on the changing unit, he’s raised both hands and landed them on both of my ears, and then comes at me with his mouth wide open, trying to bite my nose off!
Luckily, I survived this time, but he’s getting quicker and quicker each time. Apart from dribbling right down the front of my t-shirt, he didn’t cause any damage, but I don’t think he’s doing it to hurt, but think maybe this is some sort of baby-affection? Who knows.
Or maybe:
At the dinner table, he’ll be chewing away on some strange-looking carrot-based crispy thing, and he’ll offer it to you as innocently as anything and allow you to take hold of it, and then not let go as though he’s changed his mind, again with the devilish look.
It’s not necessarily that because he’s ours that I find some of the little things he does funny, but for a baby, he’s not half bad.
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