I hear babies in my head all the time. Even when I’m feeding Holden so I know he’s not crying, I hear baby noises coming from somewhere else in the house. I have concluded that I either have supernatural hearing and can detect other babies on our street (oh wait there are none) or I’m auditorially insane.
This is Holden’s new favorite item – his tummy time mat. He gets to hold himself up high and have lots of colors to look at. He’s a very pensive baby. He just sits and studies things so intently that you’d think he’s conducting algorithms in his head. Of course he might just be thinking about his next poop. Or about nothing at all. We really have no way of knowing.
Holden and I have been hanging out all day listening to the soundtrack of “enchanted”- best CD ever. We dance to it together and I sing and he chirps. It’s the best.