Our little performer

Last night was the first time Atticus was a conscious, proud, little performer. Po po was here was Uncle Cary & Joy, & Atticus performed his regular tricks and new ones at the dinner table:

1. He points to himself when someone asks, "Who's Atticus?" (He learned this one at day care.)
2. He kisses me on the lips, sometimes just leaning forward with his mouth open. (Began yesterday)
3. He started taking food from my mouth, like a bird. (Began yesterday)
4. He smiled at them & then shyly leaned against my arm.
5. He snapped his fingers. (He's been doing that for months)

We took him to the beach yesterday afternoon, & he was so frightened that he refused to put his feet on the sand. We even set down a towel to let him sit. When his foot touched the sand, he pulled it away quickly. A few times, he tried to stand, but he would hesitate in squatting position, then sit down again. Robby held him over the sand, & he'd hold his knees up so his feet wouldn't touch the sand. We're in trouble if he doesn't like sand because we're doing a beach trip this summer!

Back to our regular schedule tomorrow. Back to school for me. Two meetings at USC - one on Monday & one on Tuesday. This means I see less of Atticus. :(
We're all going to be a little sad before we become inured to the busy-ness.