Since I most likely won’t have time to blog tomorrow, here’s our St. Patrick’s Day post a few hours early. 
May your day be green…
Happy…
Thoughtful…
Full of fun things…
And laughter…
And ticklish feet…
…and most importantly, don’t be a Grinch!
This post was brought to you from the land of (receding) sleep regression & half rolls!
Logan’s interest in toys is definitely ever-changing. Putting him on his playmat now has him bored within a minute – I don’t think he’s much interested in toys that don’t actually do anything but hang there.
On the other hand, he’s starting to really like rubbing fabrics on his face and chewing on things. If a toy moves, like the mobile in his swing, he’s completely fascinated by it and just stares at it and talks to it for a long time (as a matter of fact, right now we’re going on 20 minutes of happy baby coos from the swing).
If a toy makes noise, like Sophie the Giraffe teether, he’s really into them. Sophie actually calms him down when he’s tired or just generally cranky – I’ll show her to him, he’ll stare at her and start touching her gently, then we slowly move on to her real purpose…
She stays in there for pretty long amounts of time too. I don’t even have to help. He’s gotten her to squeak by himself a few times, but mostly he just holds her in a deadlock and happily chews on her.
I keep a blue bear lovie-blanket in his swing and drape it over his legs and feet when he’s napping. With his recent love for fabrics, the lovie ends up in his mouth or on his face a few minutes after I put him into his swing and I actually have to go retrieve it so he doesn’t fall asleep like that. How he actually gets it there.. I have yet to see. I guess he must actually grab onto it somehow.
Everything that he’s capable of holding and moving (he lets go of heavy things pretty quickly, he’ll drag light things around for a while) goes in his mouth. That includes various parts of mommy and mommy’s clothing. I tell myself it’s cute. Sometimes I almost believe it.
He also loves being naked and getting dressed. Diaper changes are probably one of his favorite times of the day. Yes, really. He *loves* getting dressed. When I lay out a new outfit, he’ll coo. As soon as I start putting him into it, I get the cutest giggles and laughs. My kid is weird. But, in his defense… I greatly enjoy it too.
