It’s life, Jim, but not as we know it

So…  Microboy will be 8 months old next Monday – and all of a sudden I’m seeing little signs of intelligent life.  Only baby steps, obviously, but it’s captivating to witness.  Imagine finding that every day of your life you can do something new or better than yesterday?

This week the new developments have been a lot of fun, with the beginning of some shared little jokes and giggles.  The very idea of this was unthinkable a couple of months ago, when he skipped through life smiling at everyone and everything with gay abandon.  Nowadays the smiles are given with care and meaning.  His puppet teddy can get proper giggles out of him by fighting with him over a rice cake, but its not so funny when mummy does it.

The other day I was playing an idle game with him – making him giggle by pretending to gobble up his fingers.   After one or two goes, he started to hold out a nervous finger towards my mouth, and then shriek with giggles when I went to eat it.

Another thing that has happened suddenly this week is that he’s learned how to play with his musical instruments.  A week ago, if I put his drumstick or xylophone stick into his hand, one end would go straight into his mouth and the instrument would languish unplayed.  Now he actually plays…   nothing that you’d want to hear, but y’know – he’d rock the Tombliboos.

Even more fascinating is that he has suddenly started to show a preference for certain books by smiling and engaging with the ones he likes.  This week he absolutely loves this book…

…in which a cat goes around the neighbourhood saying goodnight to the local animals and birds.  I’ve been reading this to him every bedtime and making each animal’s noise.  In fact it has become such a ritual that it’s almost a magic bullet for settling him to sleep when he’s grizzly.  In the last day or two he’s started to point to the animals on the page and have me make the noise for that animal.  E.g. he will point to the cat, and then the fox, and then back to the cat again, and smile and jiggle his legs when I make each of the noises.  It’s really cute… and 100 times more aware than I was expecting.  I love it!

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About Susan Flockhart

Bonsai lady-geek and blogger. I can hardly recall what I used to blog about pre-microbes, but these days I generally ramble about motherhood, nonsense and whatever's going on the world of tiny people
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2 Responses to It’s life, Jim, but not as we know it

  1. cheapertart says:

    What noise, exactly, does the fox make? I demand a video!

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