Calvin giggled yesterday for Sean. It is our second giggle ever. He smiles and talks a lot, but isn't into giggling apparently. Maybe because he's sick a lot too! Poor us. It seems like just weeks ago (probably is, haven't checked yet) that I was writing about him purposely hitting things with his fists. We are so beyond that, and it seems sudden. He opens his hands to grasp at things on purpose, and understands that they will touch the thing he is looking at. He no longer looks at his hands first, then the object. Once he has grabbed the thing, he generally tries to get it to his mouth. Big progress if you are a baby! This makes feeding time a lot more interesting, as he is grabbing at me and my clothes and generally being silly. I have to help him focus on the task at hand, so to speak.
This is all the updating my sleep deprived, sick body can think up right now. More to follow, including pictures, when times are better for us. Hope you are all well, and I miss catching up with everyone.