Samson is already 18 weeks old. Yesterday was the first time, he held on to my two little thumbs and when i said "up", he sit up straight on the couch. I was not surprised he could sit up but was excited that he recognised the word "up". I reckon that's because Michael taught him before.
He is now trying hard to turn on his little tummy. He loves to try turning when in baby cot because the width gave him the chance to kick at the side and start moving around. If I leave him on the mattress, there is nothing around for him to lend support. Smart little boy. And he also gets the enjoyment of playing with the little lamb, I bought for him. The one that sings lullaby and lights up when touch. He manages to play with it himself with his little kicks when in cot.
Did I mentioned that he had his 4 months haircut earlier? Well, he did and he accept it willingly. But when it comes to the eye brown, he was reluctant, perhaps because I was undecisive for the hairdresser to shave it. Anyway because he protested, the hairdresser shaved only half his eye brown! If only I knew, I would have skipped the eye brown shaving, poor darling.
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