So, when your child starts to develop the physical traits less associated with baby looks and more with the boy or girl you expect they're going to grow into, there's a little feeling of loss. I felt one, at least.
Liam now looks like a little boy. There is really nothing 'baby-ish' about him anymore. He's a very happy boy, mind you, which I'm thrilled about. Where Morgan might go off on a bit of a tantrum, and let her emotions get the best of her, Liam - for the most part - is just happy to be here. You can't really ask for more than that from a person who turns just 21 months old tomorrow. (By the way, my sweet children, a belated Happy 21 Months to you both! - when you eventually get around to reading this) Both babies are very quick to learn, and this is Liam with a couple of his favourite toys. Nesting blocks and nesting bowls.
He loves putting them together, whether inside each other, or on top of each other. He's a good builder, in that regard. If he has a bad habit, it's that he's also a thrower. We have to remind him all too often that - among the toys he currently plays with - only balls are for throwing. He throws heavy stuff, too, and I'm hoping it won't be too much longer before 'no' means 'no' in the toy-throwing department.
One of the games we play together - due to the placement of the toys in our living room - is peek-a-boo, which both Liam and Morgan have enjoyed in some form since I can remember. Whether it's hands peek-a-boo, or on the change table, when Liam (in particular) will grab the bottom of whatever shirt I'm wearing and pull it over his face while he's lying there, there's always a chance we could break into a game at any moment, which is the beauty of peek-a-boo, really. Plus, there are no batteries required.
From where I sit, I can see either of the twins through the stair posts when they go through the toy drawers - for whatever they want to play with next - which changes approximately every three minutes. Then, the fact that I'm able to see them becomes the game, and a new round of peek-a-boo begins. Here, Liam's caught me looking:
However, he's not in the mood for the game ...but here comes Morgan, running along the gate at the bottom of the stairs, to 'surprise' me with a "Boo!" on the other side. Liam looks amused that the game is on.
and here's a good shot of the two of them obviously planning their next peek-a-boo strategy.
While I've expressed some sadness over the loss of the 'baby', I'm very happy to see such a beautiful boy emerge.
