Having two is awfully fun. Billy is getting more and more responsive and Ricky appreciates that. Whenever Ricky catches Billy on the play mat, he has to crawl under the toy arch and lay next to him. Last night, while they were laying there, Ricky took a toy butterfly and had it flying down to Billy’s nose and then up in the sky. Billy loves to look at Ricky and gives him the best smiles. On Monday, I finally braved doing an errand with both boys in tow. We went to Sam’s Club and put Billy in the cart basket in his car seat and Ricky in the cart seat. This didn’t leave much room for groceries, but we didn’t need much anyway. Occasionally, I would put something on Billy’s feet, like a loaf of bread or some bananas, and Ricky did NOT approve. He would tell me “no, no, Momma” and then reach back and pick the item up off of his brother’s feet. The other sweet thing Ricky does is give Billy “5.” He picks up Billy’s hand (which is usually clenched in a fist) and smacks it against his own hand saying “gimme 5.”
Ricky never enjoyed me singing to him as a baby and it has only been the last 6 months or so that he has enjoyed singing with me. We sing lots of songs together and Ricky sings to himself a lot. While he is playing cars or looking at books, if you listen closely you might catch a recognizable line or two of a song. During Sacrament Meeting this last Sunday, there was a quiet moment that was broken by “Old McDonald farm, E I E I Oooooo!” It didn’t really sink in that it was my son singing until heads, even several pews away, turned and smiled at us. I guess I need to work on Primary songs if he is going to burst out into song at church.
There is no explanation for these shots. This is pretty typical Ricky.
