So K and I put lil' Wilder down for his evening howl fest, which typically preceeds the eight hours of infant catatonia when it became (quite unexpectedly) very quiet in his room.
I snuck across the squeaky floorboards and peeked in and to my amazement (and a good deal of hilarity) Wilder was peeking BACK at me! He has figured out that he can flip over onto his belly and peep up over the inside-cradle cushions. You could almost see the wonder in his eyes. He seemed to be thinking, "WOW! This isn't a timy little room, its a Room in a room. and oh, look there is Papa and heheh I see you papa!"
was a magical moment.
J
1 comment:
memories of the heart..
amazing isn't it!!
xoxoxo
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