Round of Applause (well, almost)

So, our little man has figured out how to clap! We've been showing him how to do it for quite a while now, but it's only in the past few days that he's actually been trying it for himself. He looks pleased with himself when he does it too, and then gets all shy and embarrassed when we clap back at him.

This morning (or rather this afternoon when Patrick lovingly woke me up with a freshly brewed cup of coffee), Bas was in an incredbly playful mood, and we played "Let's-crawl-round-face-first-on-the-bed-and-try-to-hide-in-plain-view-while-giggling-manically". I believe it was really a badly disguised attempt to wipe the dirt from his face, which was remarkably cleaner than it had been before we started the game. It was great fun, which was continued on the floor as he power crawled his way towards the kitchen in an attempt to hide from mummy.

He's so mature in so many ways it's kind of scary. I think the manager at the Indian Restaurant up the road was right when he said Bas has an old soul. There's a lot to see when you look in the little fellas' eyes. That's probably what makes him so appealing to everyone who meets him, even those who claim to hate children.