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The Games People Play...

Little Paul has suddenly started being interested in playing games.  He's not into his toys yet, and he's not quite up to peekaboo, but he loves the following:

1.  Let's Flirt with that Cute Baby in the Mirror!

This game is rather simple.  I hold him in front of the bathroom mirror.  He stares at himself, rather adoringly, and then grins a big gummy grin.  Then, when the baby in the mirror grins back, he gets shy and buries his head in my shoulder.  This game can be played over and over for quite a while.

2.  Trot, Trot to Boston.

My husband's grandfather played this game with all of the babies in the family. It's caught on recently in our house.  Little Paul gets bounced on our knees as we sing "Trot, trot to Boston to buy a loaf of bread.  Trot, trot back again.  The old horse is dead!"  At which point you separate your knees and the baby "falls" off the dead horse.  According to Paul his grandfather was a lot rougher with the "falling" part than I am.  I'm ok with that though.

3.  Hide From the Camera

In this game Little Paul is smiling, smiling, smiling UNTIL Mommy gets out her camera to try to get a quick picture. 

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4.  Eat Your Feet!

Little Paul lies on his back or in his Boppy pillow.  I clap his feet together saying "clap, clap, clap!" and then move his feet up to his mouth saying "eat your feet!  eat your feet!".   This one causes lots of big grins and yesterday elicited his very first good chuckle.  Hysterical!

5.  Poopy on You!

Like all boys, even grown ones, Little Paul is quite into bodily functions.  Pretty much anytime he spits up on me, passes gas, or sticks his feet in his poopy diaper as I'm trying to change him he grins, from ear to ear, with the pleasure of it all.  I have given up hoping that he'll grow out of this after listening to his father snicker every time Mike Rowe on Dirty Jobs said the word "poo" last night. 

5.  Patty-Cake

This is a favorite when he's sitting in his highchair watching us make dinner.  Here he is playing it with Mommy:

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Paul and I are having so much fun watching Little Paul become more and more interactive and aware of the world around him.  So much fun that I wouldn't hesitate to say that we might enjoy these games (most of them) even more than LP does sometimes!

Perhaps tonight we'll bust out the Trivial Pursuit board and see what categories he's best at. 


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