One highly irritating, one very cute.
Let’s get the irritating one out of the way first. Lately, Clark or I – or FenFox to some extent – can’t sit down without McBean being all over us. And try using the netbook while he’s around. The amount of times he’s shut programs, pages or even the whole machine with a few well placed keystrokes beggars belief. He has a talent.
For the first five minutes it’s not so bad, he’s all snuggly cuddly and there’s lots of hugs and kisses which is always very lovely. But then after that early grace period it degenerates into lots of throwing things and hitting and climbing and generally being obnoxious. And god forbid if you’re not focussing your full attention on him. He’s liable to go and attempt to de-pelt the dog, or tear pages out of the photo albums or something equally and knowingly naughty.
It’s getting a bit old.
The cute new thing that he has picked up is requiring a blanket to go to sleep. He has, since we stopped swaddling him, been sleeping in sleep sacks, so blankets have never really been essential, and until recently have been something we’ve put over him once he’s gone to sleep. In the last week or so he now demands a blanket before he will settle down to sleep. He has no sign for blanket yet, so it’s been a bit of a hit and miss process working this out. It is somewhat endearing now that we have, that he snuggles down and makes his happy little chuckle when we put on his blanket. And he’ll call you back and ask for it if you forget.