Taylor pushes Hyrum heart attack high in the swing and I give small, leisurely pushes. So today I was out pushing him and chatting with the other kids, but Hyrum kept grabbing the rope and trying to lean out of the swing.
Me: Do you not want to swing anymore? Are you all done? (signing/talking)
Hyrum shakes his head no.
Me: What do you want, what are you doing?
Hyrum grabs the rope some more and leans out of the swing.
Me: Oh, you want to go high like Daddy does.
then I push him really, really high and he smiles and laughs. just what I wanted mom.
His magic blanket is of course needed for every nap. He has been sleeping with the small "car" one since he was just a few days old and still does. He loves to rub the silk edge in his fingers and cuddle with the softness. I pulled out the normal size one a couple weeks ago and he was beside himself. Now whenever I pull it out he laughs and laughs and then rolls around on the floor with it.
He loves looking through books and will pull lots of the shelf before he finds the one he is looking for and settles down to read.
Hyrum can stand now and he thinks it's really funny when he does so. He can still only do it for a couple seconds.
"Look mom, no hands!"
