Well, Charlie knocked the socks off his instructor this morning. One of his new favorite toys is this piano. One of it's many features is a setting where it plays a melody and then stops. The child must then hit the piano again to keep the melody going. It's great for tummy time because he picks up his head and hits the key. Today we were using it sitting up with the instructor. She was SO impressed with how quickly he knew he had to hit the piano again. The song only had to miss one note before he noticed. She said she'd never seen a baby do that before.
OK, so I didn't think it was that big a deal, but the instructor was impressed, so I'm excited. I'm so proud of my little man!
In other news, he can now point (I'm using this word loosely) to his toes, tummy, and mouth. He's a genius, right?
**I'm going to edit this to say that he touches those things for the instructor, but I'm having no luck getting him to do it for me!**
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- A suburban princess turned public school teacher turned stay-at-home mom. I love shopping, celebrity gossip, teen movies and other things that I should probably be more ashamed of. I love pretending I'm cool while listening to cheesy music in my car--don't take that away from me. It so doesn't matter than I have a Taurus with a car seat in the back. I love eating, drinking, and laughing with friends. I love art, but I have to paint at night while my family is sleeping. My husband is an NPR-listening, Libertarian engineer who keeps me grounded. My son is a smiling, laughing, palsied, hydrocephalic angel. Normal babies just aren't this wonderful. My husband calls me the Bird, hence the name of this blog. This is just my life on a page--food, babies, daily drama, decorating, and the like. Welcome.