Of all the developmental milestones that Ian is hitting - and oh my have there been soooo many this past month - one of my favorites has been discovering to share.
We can sit in the grass in the back yard, and he will eyeball a clover flower (or a twig or a blade of grass) a few feet away. He will pointedly crawl to it, pick it, look at it, then triumphantly hold it out for me, toothy grin plastered on his face. Here you go, Momma! I hold out my hand accept the offering as though I was receiving a dozen roses. Thank you so much, kind sir!
Most of the time he will deposit the gift in my palm, delighted at my enthusiasm. Other times he will snatch his hand and said gift back. Ha! Just kidding!
And yesterday, after dinner as J and I were cleaning up dishes and the kitchen, Ian was playing in the floor. He was crawling in my direction when he spied something on the floor - an edamame bean he had ceremoniously tossed over the side of the high chair - he actually crawled over to it, picked it up, then brought it to me. After he had given it to me he went back to playing.
This is such a fun age. It can be exhausting trying to keep up with him, as he is now. Into. Everything. But wow, you can almost see the wheels turning in that little head. The way his face lights up each time he figures out something new. It's priceless really.
Last week at his birthday party at the park he decided to show off his sharing skills to Peepaw.
He thought the whole thing was just hilarious.