Michael is really good at entertaining himself. Give him a basket of toys and an open room, he's happy for days. When the toys are suddenly not so interesting anymore, he hides. Do all the moms have to hunt for their babies of 6 months? I have a feeling he's going to get better at misplacing himself.
So then he found the stairs. Already!? Uh huh. Found them and started climbing. Boy is he busy! He's naturally curious and gets very focused when using those pudgy little baby fingers to explore the world, especially when it involves food. You better believe I have a plan to exploit that food-focus with puff treats in church.
This little runt LOVES his bed. He loves singing all the songs, and he really gets a kick out of having his face tickled as he's snuggled in a pile of blankets. He's started to giggle when he hears the first few words of "tuck, tuck." I haven't figured out if it's because he loves songs or if he knows it means he gets to go to bed. Either way, it's darling. Lately, he loves talking to himself for hours before he settles enough to actually go to sleep. It's always a fun game to check on him once he actually is asleep. I mean, how did he end up over there? And where are all your clothes?
We're finding ourselves outside more often these days. I mean, 68 degree February weather, you rock. We ran the river trail last week, and discovered the stroller is maybe his favorite thing ever. For such a busy little guy, he didn't move a muscle. Seriously. Not one. Totally content to let me do all the moving. I sure love my little buddy.
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