Tornado S is an amazing sleeper. All right, after Tornado E’s sleeping habits, any kid who sleeps through the night is an amazing sleeper. But Tornado S is a deep sleeper, like me (or I was before pregnancy). He sleeps through the night, since he was a few weeks old. He sleeps through Tornado E’s crying as I send him back to bed. If that isn’t enough, usually Tornado S wakes up and chills in his crib listening to his little toy aquarium, which is so unlike Tornado E who would demand to get him out of this crib NOW.
So yesterday I finished my blogging as I heard Tornado S cooing to his aquarium. Just having a nice conversation with the plastic fish. I poked my head into the nursery to watch a few minutes of this quiet monologue. When Tornado S heard me, he stood up and leaned over the rail to smile at me, and I walked into the room. Tornado S became excited and started to jump, holding on to the rail. I began to jump little jumps. Tornado S stopped, and I stopped. Not sure what exactly was going on, Tornado S did a test jump and watched me jump once.
Realization dawned on Tornado S. He jumped three times and then landed on his bottom. I repeated only to crouch down instead of land on the hard floor with my bottom. I just tend not to want to break my tailbone. He laughed and repeated the procedure. He jumped four times and landed on his bottom as I repeated his steps. He swayed to the left and to the right and did two jumps, landing on his bottom. I repeated this too. Then he varied it a little with different jumps and sways. When I was ready to leave, I held my arms out to him, and he shook his head no, proceeding to jump more. As I had been at Tornado S Says for ten minutes, I was due for a break, and I was bigger, so I gathered him up and went down stairs to play blocks.
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