|He loves his Daddy|
|Hanging coathangers on Daddy's ears|
Felix seems to enjoy playing with any tiny, little 'treasures' he can find, whether it be a strip of paper from a magazine, a few rocks or a piece of string. He uses his imagination to make games for himself with his bizarre collection of objects. Tonight at dinner, he had triangular pieces of flat bread which he lined up along the edge of his high chair. I called his name but he was too engrossed in his imaginative play, to even hear me. I think he has played more with all his little items over the past few weeks, since he's been sick, than he has with anything else. Even at my parents house, he preferred clothes pegs, plastic containers and the mesh bag (used to wash stockings etc), to the toys we took there with us. I guess what he was lacking in energy, he has made up for in imagination.
|Tickle time with Daddy|
|We'll be saying goodbye to this mop of hair|