He can stand up in a split second and cruises about in his cot very quickly. Sometimes he holds on with 1 hand and reaches for a toy (or to destroy my photo frame) with the other. He has less bumps this week than the last. Instead of flopping back and hitting his head against the rails, he can sit down very quickly and get up again.
He hates being in the jumperoo now... that's his prison... that's where he goes when I have something to do and have to leave the room. That is the only place I know he wouldn't really get into trouble (except when he tries to open my display cabinet door and threatens to put my little friends in his mouth).
I can see more of his personality now... he is definitely impatient and fickle-minded like me! And he stretches out his hand when he wants us to carry him... until he is too demanding with the carrying, this is still a cute and endearing gesture - it means he wants me! I'm not sure if it is... but I think he hugged me on Sunday... he gave me a big squeeze after being passed around for a bit. It felt like he was glad to be back in my arms, and I love that! :)
And when he is standing in his cot and I walk over, he would come and bury his face in my bosom. I would like to interpret that as "I like you, mummy!".
He knows what he wants, or rather, don't want... don't want milk, don't want food, don't want to be left in the jumperoo for too long.
Oh, my baby is so grown up already!
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