The funny little things you do...

Above all other reasons, I blog to remember.  I have a notoriously shocking memory. As in, chances are I can't remember your name 5 minutes after I met you.  (I do get better after a number of meetings, but Andrew is always rolling his eyes at me as he tries to describe said person and why I know who he is talking about.)

But anyway, back to my point.  Could you imagine if our parents, or grandparents, kept records like we do in the blogging world? How amazing would it be to be able to read their thoughts and memories back then!

At times I feel like I won't forget any of it.  But already there is so much I've forgotten (some of it I think I have purposefully blocked from the newborn days) and I don't want to forget these little things that make me smile on daily basis. 

These moments may not be amazingly significant milestones or anything interesting to anyone else; but when I'm old and am waiting for him to ring I will want to remember  these moments. And so I write.

{10 Months}

When you don't want food, you swipe at our hand like you are dismissing a servant, whilst making a 'pfffft' sound. Or you take it in your mouth then push out your tongue watching the food fall over your belly, looking at us as it to say 'how did that happen?'

You fake choking in the back seat to make us turn around, then squeal with laughter.

When you know you are doing something wrong you sneak looks at us with the cheekiest grin on your face as if to say 'Look what I'm doing, are you going to stop me? Because I really enjoy that game where you take me away for something only to have me crawl back as fast as I can!'

Throughout the day you crawl into my lap and rest your head against my chest before looking up, smiling and moving on to whatever is next.

The way you push your ear against my mouth to hear me whisper, then you pull away and laugh before doing it all over again.

Your 'pug' (lips squished up to nose) face that drives me insane but looks ever so cute.

The way you often stick your tongue out and pant whilst crawling around. (Maybe we let you hang out with the dog a bit much!)

The look of happiness on your face when you are in the pool.

The way you squeal with delight when the phone rings, then scream until it is given to you so you can 'talk' (press buttons and hang up on everyone).