I finally got Little Man back in swim class. We arrived a little early and took a seat near the pool. Upon spotting the water, he pointed and looked at me. I kept reassuring him our time would come, but I could tell he was getting antsy. After getting in the pool, he spent the first few minutes looking at people and babies. He would kick or splash occasionally, but he was just content to be in the water. We did the exercise where I teach him to pull himself up onto the side, count to three, and have him jump in. I do all the work now, but he loves it. The instructor had us go backwards while moving their arms as if doing the backstroke. Little Man used to hate being in the water on his back, but today, he was just relaxing with his head on my shoulder. He even did the backstroke on his own a couple times, but he spent most of the time pointing to the lights (his favorite word he knows). Toward the end of class, the instructor told us to show the babies how to blow bubbles with their mouth. I turned Little Man to me and demonstrated. I slowly put his mouth under the water, and he did it!
After going home for lunch with daddy, we headed back out to run some errands. I knew that after a long morning swimming, he would crash in the car, which he doesn’t often do. I glance back in the mirror and I see him looking at me with his hand in the air, like he is waving goodbye. I smile and him and he laughs. He seems full of energy. A minute later, I glance again to see him chin resting on his chest and his eyes closed.
Little Man took a long nap when we got back from errands, and upon waking he immediately wanted to play in his room. He picks up a book, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, and hands it to me. He sits down facing me, and I put the book in front of me as I read. He loves to touch the holes in this book, and giggles as I talk about how many pieces of fruit the caterpillar ate that day. Halfway through, he gets onto his knees, leans over the book, and gives me a kiss. Then he sits back down and listens to the rest. We keep reading, and he continues to come over to me each time I start a book. He crawls over, turns around as he sits his butt near my chest, and leans against me. His head is cradled in my neck as I lay on my side. We lay like this for minutes at a time. When he starts handing me his touch-and-feel books, I imitate the animals as I read the words and he feels the textures. When I get to the lizard, I stick my in and out quickly, like I am catching flies. Little Man laughs heartily, and then does it himself.
I find I spend more time each and every day just watching him. He has grown so fast, and as his personality emerges, I am amazed. He has such spunk and spirit. Sometimes that translates to loud, but it usually means funny, playful, smart, and curious. He truly is a joy to be around each day. But my favorite personality trait, by far, is how much he loves to show his affection for us. My little cuddle bug.