Logan is becoming quite the charmer, and the terror. Like all babies he vacillates easily between a mercurial mix of effervescent laughter and shrieking anger. Sometimes he’s most amusing in between the two, when he delivers a displeased glare, scrunching up his eyebrows in a way that’s all to familiar to me.
Some times he’s just down right goofy, like when he chased Puddles down and licked her on the nose. We were playing outside when Logan walked right up to Puddles and licked her on the shoulder. Encouraged by my laughter, he did it again, but got her right on the kisser that time. My laughter increased as Puddles’ confusion increased. By the time I got out my phone to take this video, Puddles had decided she’d had enough of Logan turning the tables on her. Licking people in the face was her job!
Other times, the thing that Logan does dances feverishly between cute and creepy. Playing with toys in a store? That’s cute. Banging cymbals together like an evil possessed monkey? That’s creepy. You be the judge.