My mostly happy guy

James has a new love, actually two, one in the form of Colby Jack cheese, the other in the form of swinging.

I mean in a real swing at the playground.

I can't believe it.

Now that I think about it he is still quite fond of his baby swing, as I have turned to it a few times when going down for a nap was taking an hour plus.

An hour plus of crying every time I walk out of the nursery isn't fun.

I just hate to hear him cry. He's normally just so happy, like people come up to me at the grocery store to tell me I have the happiest baby they've ever seen, happy.

He has started to cry a bit more now because he cries when any of his baby friends cry. James of course usually ends up crying longer and harder than them. Empathy is an important skill for him to have according to Brain Rules for Babies, glad we've got that one down.

I just think this is the most precious picture I've ever seen, it literally melts my heart.

We've been visiting lots of swings and lots of parks, I even found our own private playground in our neighborhood, as the main neighborhood park is totally WILD. Which makes for a terrified swinging baby.

Luckily he recovered.

And is happily swinging again.

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