Over the past week or so, during the brief times when I emerge from my sick-and-tired-from-baby coma, I've caught Luke doing some very funny and weird things during his playtime. Maybe he does these things to occupy himself since he does play alone a good majority of the time (I try but he usually runs away) or maybe he's just crazy. Either way you look at it, he's quite the ham.
Loves to "boom boom boom!"
Luke throwing his activity table over...
...and trying to escape punishment through Keith's legs when disciplined.
He's started putting his hands behind his back and playing with his fingers.
Still loves to spend some time in his toy baskets.
Still working on the exit strategy.
Successfully used his overturned firetruck as a prop to push on when pooing. Helped his cause.
Doesn't use the cup for drinking, but to scream in and make funny noises with.
We're getting better on the grass. After some much-needed grass therapy with Grandma last time they visited, he seems to be enjoying it again...or at least tolerating it for my sake.