Flying

  Little Man enjoyed flying today on my knees. My father used to do this all the time growing up and I remember loving it.  Pablo and were both laughing as Little Man proceeded to drool all over my shirt. With a face like this, who would complain?

Waiting the car while Dad checks out the house, we play with our blankie and sometimes fall asleep on the way home. Little Man has been discovering his hands and often holds one with the other, like he’s contemplating the theory of relativity. It’s cute. Unfortunately, for me, he has not quite come to understand the depths of sucking on his fingers. Today when I changed him, I must have not been paying attention, for not only did Little Man decide that he wanted to pee, but just 10 minutes after that, immediately after his bottle, he was sucking on his fingers and….cough cough, gag, gag – formula all over Mommy’s chest.  Thank goodness Dad was home to help, otherwise it would have been a mess! Dad had his fill of laughter and Little Man? Well, he didn’t think anything of it.