Marshall was watching football with his Grampy, this evening. The Jets fumbled and the Seahawks scored, so Grampy (die-hard Pats fan that he is) clapped his little, dimpled hands together. Marshall clapped, too! 1-2-3 little claps in succession. Then, he clapped whenever someone else did. He clapped with Daddy, Grammy, and Mama.
This morning, the babe pulled his right foot into his mouth. He was delighted! Once I got the camera, he stopped and was just interested in interacting with me, instead of showing off his new skill. He tried it again after his diaper was on, but cannot quite reach. All the more reason for him to go diaperless, when possible. I am going to learn more about natural infant hygiene/ elimination communication.