The other day I was holding Rocky, just pondering his perfectness, and passed him to Aaron so that he could also appreciate our little boy. Aaron bounced him on his knee, held him up over his head airplane-style, blew on his cheeks and tummy, made raspberry noises, and then passed him back to me, rather unimpressed, and commented that Rocky is still "checked out." Well, lo and behold, it's like the lights just switched on because overnight Rocky has "checked in" and is suddenly becoming an alert, observant little guy. His hands are beginning to open and close, he's mesmerized by overhead lights, he smiles on demand, and loves to bat the toys under his play gym.
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