Becoming...

Yesterday, I saw my baby's personality really bloom for the first time. He woke up all smiley and happy, and we had a lot of fun playing together after he ate his breakfast. That's when I took these pictures. The bottom one is his version of a big smile right now. It looks a little goofy, but I love it. =) We went grocery shopping yesterday, and he loved it. He looked around at everything, and I talked to him, not caring who saw me saying, "These are carrots, big man," because he was so darn cute smiling at them. At one point, I asked him to hold my list, just putting it in his lap in the carrier, and this girl walked past and saw the size of the baby in the carrier, and she stifled a laugh. I never said I wasn't a goober. Another big first of yesterday was that he reached for a toy for the first time. He has this little zebra thingy with little colored balls in it on his swing tray, and he kept looking at it, smiling, and rubbing it with his hand. It was so exciting just to stand in the corner of the kitchen, just out of his line of vision, and watch him, waking up to something brand new. It'd always been there before, but this time, he was really seeing it. Babies are so like us. We have many things under our nose all the time, but how many of the beautiful colored balls actually capture our attention? The flip side of gaining a personality and enjoying things is that you can get bored. I also saw Seth get bored yesterday for the first time, and it ain't pretty. Normally, when he's fussy, you know that it's because he's getting tired, and that still holds true. But yesterday, I saw that he has learned to scream like his head is going to start spinning around and his eyes are going to start glowing red... just because he's bored. It was late afternoon, and I put him in his swing, and he started screaming bloody murder. Perplexed, I pulled him out after a minute of attempting passy therapy. Instantly, the demons apparently stopped chasing him. He was all smiles and coos and giggles, just because he got to sit on Mommy's lap. Not a tired whine in sight. Uh-oh. I don't know if I like this phase. If anyone has any tips on how to deal with a bored baby who's a screamer, let me know. But all that to say, Seth is becoming Seth with all his smiles and frowns and quirks, and I'm loving watching the person he is and will be.