Sunday, March 6, 2011

Cuteness

Mattias has spent the last two months in a stage of extreme cuteness.  There's something wonderful when a baby begins to really move around unassisted; opening and closing doors, initiating his own peek-a-boo games, waving hello and goodbye, pushing around the furniture.  Expressions emerge: "Uh-oh!" as he tests gravity with his dinner food and the furious shaking of his head when he hears the word "no."



I remember with Noah that I felt so amused by the idea that there was suddenly one more person in the house to change things around. Why is this paper on the floor? Did Fritz drop it? Did Noah pull it out of the recycling? Fritz and I used to laugh as we "blamed" Noah for the mess.

This time, the question becomes: which of the piccolini unrolled the toilet paper? Which one drew on the wall? Which one climbed up the stool to reach the cup on the counter?

Noah, for his part, has figured out Mattias is an easy target for off loading responsibility. Noah's quick to pass the blame. And sometimes, he's right. Sometimes.

Just look at that happy face. It's hard to be too angry. Cuteness is awfully handy.

2 comments:

Pregnantly Plump said...

Very cute! Love that smile.

clueless but hopeful mama said...

The cuteness goes VERY far in helping our species survive! I just can't get angry at my little imp for drawing on the walls when I see her sweet - albeit mischievous - smile.