The third and fourth days of Grampa Neil's visit were full of playing "free form chess" (as we call it), launching foam rockets, splashing in the kiddie pool, and eating.
The visits are always too short, but Neil has to get home quickly to take care of my mom.In an update on Margaret, this was the week (almost 12 weeks old) when she discovered her hands. I get so much enjoyment out of watching a baby this age watching her own hands float mysteriously and enticingly in front of her face. Last night Mary was in her baby swing, where she spends about ten minutes each evening, and--as she has for the last two weeks--she was plotting just how to capture the dangling red dog and yellow cat. If only she could catch those rascally critters! Well, last night was the night when she actually reached her arm out with all her concentration and caught the dangling yellow cat! And then her eyes flew open in stunned surprised and she couldn't believe what she had done! Even three babies into this, I love witnessing that moment!
Oh I LOVE that moment, too! Too precious. And have you noticed that Margaret has the most perfectly perfect shade of pink lips? ;)
ReplyDeleteI am so excited for Malcolm to find his hands as well, mostly so he can better find his thumb during the day!
ReplyDeleteThat really is so fun!! It never gets old watching a new baby discovering things. The only difference I notice with the latter ones is the fact that I don't even care or notice what day or month it happens or whether it's "on time" anymore as I did with the first few (and compared constantly). It's just fun to watch them discover and learn. :)
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