Dash literally started doing something new today - the cooing that sounds like a video you don't want to be playing in front of children. Ann got a video of it at around 5:30 this morning, but what prompted the post today was because he immediately did it for me when he woke up from his nap this morning.
One of the repeated things I hear from people time and time again is about how much we're going to miss this age. While I do love seeing the little connections that pop up from time to time, whether it be the smiling at those new times or the cooing or the new and interesting ways he might devour my finger, honestly speaking, this age is kind of blah for me. He sleeps a bunch, he's awake for an hour where he spends half of it eating, he smiles and kicks, and then he's done. It's fun enough, I suppose, but I want more.
I want to be able to have meaningful interactions with him. To really be able to teach him things, to read to him and have it be more meaningful than just hearing familiar voices, and so on. I love Dash to death, don't get me wrong, but he's all need and not much else. It's why I love being able to wake him from his swaddler and get that big smile and stretch, because it's pretty much the extent of our real back and forth.
I hope I'm not weird on this. I just can't wait for the future, for all the great stuff we'll be able to do with him.