I felt sad for Little Man today. He’s still feeling a little under the weather. So after breakfast, we headed downstairs to his favorite place to play. Instead, he just wanted to cuddle on the couch. I was perfectly fine with that. We lay there, snuggling, watching some PBS. After a while, Little Man got up and looked as if he was about to play. I can’t remember what song came on, but he started jumping up and down, and I am pretty sure I saw his feet leave the floor at the same time. But, being slightly tired, and very clumsy, he toppled over in excitement and bumped his head (not too hard). I scooped him up, held him to me, and soothed him. He quieted quickly, but did not want to be put down. We sat there, with his head on my shoulder, for another 15 minutes at least. Anytime I made to move or even asked him if he wanted to go have a cup of milk, he whined. He just wanted to be held. I was perfectly fine with that.
I’ve been noticing more and more how close he is getting to full sentences. He really tries, and James and I do a pretty good job of deciphering what he means. Today I am pretty sure he said, “outside go car,” to which I had to sadly tell him we had just arrived at work. He was once again mommy’s little helper, despite desperately needing sleep and refusing to nap without me. He brought the baby toys, even if it meant piling them on her lap. At least he was sharing! He entertained her late in the day, when it was clearly the witching hour. We were singing songs, and she had fun watching him. I told him that he was making her smile. He said, “boo,” like he was playing the peekaboo game. Then he dropped below the rock-and-play. I asked the baby where he went, and her smile faded. Little Man popped up, laughing, and she laughed, too, until he dropped out of sight again. He did this for a few minutes, laughing constantly. I am glad he is starting to settle in, even if we still need to work on napping.
On the way home, I got tired of the radio playing the same five songs, so I put in a CD. It was the Lord of the Rings soundtrack with it’s instrumental playlist. After each track, Little Man smiled and applauded. He is clearly doomed to be nerdy! I’ll just call it cultured! When we walked in the door, he saw daddy, smiled, and returned daddy’s hello with a, “hi daddy,” which is almost as cute as when I get greeted in the morning with a “hi mama.”