look ma, no hands! (oh wait, i've got two.) |
so i snuggled him, put him on my lap and hugged him tight, and he cuddled up on my chest. after a few minutes, he sat up, rubbed his eyes and looked at me. from the expression on his face, it was clear he was *very* cross with mama.
"woke me up," he said, accusingly. (and clear as can be, too.)
"yes, baby, i did," i answered.
then he jumped down and tried to climb his changing table. i boosted him up, he grabbed the shirt i layed out for him and he started to try to put it on.
just a little extra help from mama - he'll be dressing himself in no time. kid's got mad skills.
ps. my favorite morning game is when he puts his hand through his sleeve. while his hand is hidden from view, he says dramatically, "oh no!" i then uncover his hand and we say, relievedly, "oh, there it is!" probably every mother since the invention of clothing has played this game. but that doesn't make it any less fun.
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