Felix is so much fun lately. I mean, he’s not fun ALL the time – he’s been a pain with eating anything other than fish sticks and cheese, and sometimes he’s whiney for no reason at all – but most of the time… he’s just fun.
He loves putting on our shoes and trying to walk around (oh! Some news: he now has two different words for “shoe” and “sock.” Hooray! I was starting to worry he’d spent the rest of his life calling them “shocks”… or he’d resort to wearing some weird 2-in-1 spork-like footwear). He loves getting flipped onto the bed. He freaks out – in a good way – whenever he hears the word bath.
Anyway. I think lately Giles and I have both been a bit smitten (when we’re not frustrated at the wailing every time he derails the wooden trains).