So since his first crawling Cruise McClintock has quickly become very mobile, which makes him very happy. He's also into stuff he shouldn't be. So we take him away and tell him "no" which makes him very unhappy.
It's amazing how it seems that in just a couple days he's changed completely. His late evening nap is gone, he's moving everywhere, he's standing on his own a lot, he's so much happier, he's eating more real food. . . he's a whole new baby. And not even a baby. He seems so grown up. It's a little sad.
Back to the mobile front. Almost every night we chase each other up and down the hall. I hide in a room and jump out yelling "boo" and he laughs as he crawls down the hall to find me. Then when he does I claim "daddy's gonna get you!" Which makes him squeal and take off the other direction—looking back occasionally to make sure I'm still chasing him. Then I catch him, hang him upside-down and blow on his belly. . . he laughs.
He laughs at everything. He is a little ham. He'll sit and start making random grunts and then he'll laugh at himself. He'll even laugh when someone smiles at him. A far cry from our once very serious baby.
This is a great time.
21 hours ago