Jack in the Box

Daddy plays the same game with me every night when he comes home from work.

When we are sitting facing each other, he holds each of my hands in his hands, moves them back and forth, and sings a certain song.

(At this point I now have 10 extra fingers from which to choose for finger foods. How delicious!)

Never waiting the same interval of time, I shove one fist or the other, with Daddy's fingers held hostage, into my mouth. I gnaw for a moment and release. Daddy resumes the song, and I wait another undetermined amount of time before I strike again.

The key to this game is keeping everything random. I love this game, it's yummy!

my alphabet at three months

A is for amazing; I don't know what it is but my parents say it a lot.
B is for bassinet
C if for carseat
D is for Daddy and Duckie; my two favorite things
E is for exercises like "head, shoulders, knees and toes"
F is for fingers; I love all fingers --to go in my mouth
G is for gurgle
H is for happy
I is for I, me, the center of the universe
J is for Jack, my friend
K is for kisses
L is for laugh
M is for Mummy
N is for nap
O is for onesie
P is for playtime
Q is for quilts
R is for rattle
S is for sheepskin
T is for toys
U is for umilicus -gone!
V is for vibrating chair
W is for walks and wipes
X is for crossing my arms
Y is for yawn
Z is for zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

exploration

I keep getting the feeling that there's always something I'm missing when I look around. So I look everywhere I can. This morning I was on the bed with Daddy and trying to look everywhere. I turned around so much I ended up on my tummy.

Who wants to be on their tummy? That's no fun.

But Daddy thought it was a great trick, and interrupted Mummy's shower to tell her.