You’ve been going to bed early (7:30-8:30) this past little while and are up with the birds.

You lie in bed wiggling – not unhappy but definitely not on your way back to sleep. When I turn to look at you you grin and reach for my face.

You smile and your eyes – and of course the two together – are so alive now. Your eyes are a clear, pale blue and whenever you’re engaged you open them wide and lean forward, often with your arms outstretched to “talk” with whomever has caught your attention. If you’re standing on my lap when you’re talking like this you often bounce a bit for emphasis. People love it, and as the smiles go back and forth there seems, really, to be a conversation.