Remy has taken to surreptitiously tucking a leaf into his mouth and hiding it there for hours. It goes like this– one of us takes him outside, he sneaks a leaf into his mouth, we bring him back indoors, one of us realizes that he has a leaf in his mouth an hour or so later. So far, we’ve seen clover leaves, a small dried oak leaf, and today’s special, a mint leaf. Quite the leaf connosseour we have here.
When he’s not sucking on a leaf, he’s taken to being gabby. The talking thing hasn’t been something he’s focused on with the same intensity as physical mobility skills, but he’s making progress. We have the ya-ya-ya’s and even some ba-ba-ba’s from time to time. He also does an impressive (but slightly less threatening) “Aaaaah!” Braveheart impression when he’s in baby-attack mode. It’s very cute.
Now here’s a picture that doesn’t have anything to do with the subject matter except that it’s of Remy. It’s also visual documentation of why one should never install black rubber flooring in one’s kitchen. It’s impossible to keep clean. Oh well.