He said if Uma gets one, he gets one too.
Kieran loves playing peek-a-boo. He's recently started taking a more active role in the game. He covers his face himself, waits for me to say, "Where's Kieran?", whips the cover off his face, and then nearly busts a gut when I say, "Peek-a-boo!" It's really cute, which is fortunate because Kieran likes to play it over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.
Kieran's face lights up every time we turn on a blender, food processor, garbage disposal, etc.
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Kieran can now sit himself up. He's done it twice now. Last night he was scooting around on his belly in the living room, and when Ketan next looked over, he was sitting up. Then this morning I discovered him sitting up in his crib.
Kieran pushes himself around rather ably now. Unfortunately, he can only push himself backwards. He's doomed to be unhappy. He turns himself to face what he wants, and then tries to move. Since he only goes in reverse, he pushes himself further and further away from everything he wants. And then he gets stuck against the wall. For his sake, I hope he figures out forward soon.
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Today while I was feeding Kieran lunch, I made funny faces at him and repeated "Yummy, yummy, yummy" over and over again. Usually this makes him smile, but this time he just stared at me. Then all of a sudden he said, "Yum!" and broke out into a big grin. I made a big fuss over him and tried to coax him into saying it again. He, however, seemed satisfied with his efforts and went back to cramming Toasted O's in his mouth.
Kieran can push himself backwards. He got himself wedged up against the chair and activity cube, and was trying to figure out how to play with the toys on the side of the cube. After I saw him struggling, I did what any good father would do: I went looking for the camera.
This weekend, we moved Kieran into his own room. I hope he'll sleep better away from my snoring. We sacrificed our dining room; his room used to be our office. To make it easier for him to sleep his 2-3 daily naps, I've covered his window with cardboard. It's pretty ugly, which could be what he's been complaining about.
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He said if Uma gets one, he gets one too.
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