I have lots of ideas for posts floating around, but some of them require downloading pictures from my camera, which seems exhausting. Others are about things I'm not quite ready to share with the world. So instead, I offer some little stories about Campbell, who is quite the ham these days.
Someone, probably one or both of the girls, has taught him to pretend to snore. Yesterday he was sitting on the sofa next to me and he suddenly flopped over so he was lying on his belly. I patted his back and asked him if he was tired. His response was to pretend to snore. I cracked up, which meant he did it over and over again. Campbell did it again when I tucked him into his crib last night. I thought maybe his pretending to snore meant he would go right to sleep. But instead he spent 30 minutes bouncing around and singing.
During the news last night, I sat down on the coffee table to watch a piece that interested me. Campbell toddled through and climbed up next to me. He scootched over so that he was right next to me, crossed his legs at the ankles, and slid his arm through mine. He sat like that next to me for a good two minutes, which is a record for sitting still. It was so cute that I wanted to eat him up.
For Easter, the kids' aunt and uncle gave them glider planes that you shoot across the room with a rubber band contraption. I've kept Campbell entertained today by flying a plane across the room and sending him off to fetch it. Campbell thinks it's the best game ever.
I had a doctor's appointment this morning, so Campbell stayed with my friend H and her little girl L, who is 10 weeks younger than Campbell. It may be the last time H ever offers to let him stay there - I think he taught L some bad tricks. First, working together, they managed to get the front door open. H's son W told her that the babies were loose, and she found them on the front porch, making a break for it. Later, she caught them with markers, which Campbell was teaching L how to get open.
I just looked up to see that Campbell has managed to knock the screen out of the front window and he's busily pushing things out the open window onto the front porch.