Here was X waiting eagerly to tear his diaper cake apart while Z obliged with my request to pose.
X’s character was emerging.
He had a clearer awareness of what was going on around him. He became more demanding but what was so endearing about him was – he would always snuggle up to me.
Z could play very well with X. It was so well that he could make X stay in his cot for at least half an hour. Z had climbed in and out of X’s cot, to X’s delight. He had even opened the jar of diaper cream and got it smeared all over X’s romper. It sure sounded like the start of boys’ messing up the house.