Luca loves to play around on the piano. He will sit there and play and yell and play some more for as long as I will let him. He also likes to make the songs I play better by adding his own banging in.
Luca was fussing so much, and I was telling Jose I was going to go to the store when he woke up from a nap, and he asked when he went down, so I sent him this picture.
He went down right after that, thankfully. That was the face I got for most of the day.
After his nap we ran errands and then took a walk. It was so nice out. For one day. That's all we get. No more nice days. Only a million degrees now. Dumb.
He just wants to stand. Always. He's super good at it now. He just hangs out and entertains himself forever as log gas he's standing.
He lasts longer standing with nothing in front of him--than when he is sitting surrounded with every toy we own.
He got a bath as well. And I spoke too soon. Now he wants to go all over the tub. But he's still really good about keeping himself above water. Which is helpful. I just can't do anything at all but stare at him in there.
He couldn't get any toys when he was up on his hands and knees--and he knew that--thankfully--so he attempted to get the pink octopus squirty guy with his mouth. You can barely tell up there. I missed the good part.
And up he comes. He did need help though. So that's good--I still have time on that.
I'm glad he likes baths so much. He can be so mad and fussy and we take a bath and it's like a brand new day and child.
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