It seems like Miles’s muscle control and dexterity are improving exponentially with each passing day. He’s able to grab objects, move his body to snag items that are beyond his reach, and pass items from hand to hand. Over the last week, Miles has really gotten into smacking things. His leg, his belly, my face…he just loves smacking stuff.
He took the next big leap forward in his smacking crusade today. I woke up this morning to the sound of Miles clapping his hands together and “cheering” (which basically amounted to squealing joyfully). It was certainly cute and all…but it was also first thing in the morning. Geez kid, dial it back a little.
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 