Luca and I hung out in his room getting baby clothes organized and put away. He liked to watch the rain too.
I hope he sees the beauty in a rainy day. They are my favorite. We don't get many (usually) and we treasure the ones we do!
I gave him half a banana to attempt to eat while I made a dinner for someone but he didn't understand that. So I cut it up and put them on a plate, which he also did not understand. I should have take pictures.
Even though basically only three bites of the whole banana got in his mouth he was covered all over in it. So I had to change him. And in the middle of that we had a monkey session. We are safe parents. He held on so good! I was right behind him I swear. And he liked it.
We went to see Cailynns dance recital tonight. We surprised her and she loved it. She did a great job! Luca liked all the lights and sparkly costumes.
Except he did not like when his daddy screamed as loud as he could to cheer on Cailynn. He didn't like that one bit.
Even (Great-?) uncle Cory held and played with Luca a bit! That was strange. And awesome. Everyone was shocked. In a very good way.
We had dinner with them, and Luca fussed a bit because it was already past his bedtime by the time we sat to eat after our wait. We didn't head home until about 9:30 and Luca stayed awake most of the drive which I was impressed by. He did end up falling asleep, and was so asleep that he stayed asleep when I got him out and brought him upstairs. That never ever ever happens. His eyes pop right open when we turn the car off usually.
I put him--still sleeping--in his crib and took his pants off. I was just planning on leaving him in his shirt. He kicked a little, opened his eyes, looked up at me, smiled and laid back down. I was hoping he would just go back to sleep. He laid there quietly for quite a while. But sleep was not his plan. He started laughing and chatting away so we went to change his diaper.
He was seriously yelling and talking and playing with Jose for the longest time. He was so happy and didn't seem a bit tired. The weirdo.
They played on the changing table a bit, Luca stood so good on it too--for a solid 30 seconds at least all on his own. He just giggled about it.
Then Jose gave him some more milk and laid him down for good. He stayed awake chatting to himself and his bear for at least 15 more minutes before he gave in to his droppy eyes and finally fell asleep.
I love my babe. I am so glad he can be happy whenever he wakes up! Although I'll never understand it because if I get woken up--you better believe I will be a monster--it's not pretty. I'm glad he is like that because it happens all too often for him. Mostly in the car. Life of a babe.
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