It is Christmas Eve and I keep catching Magnus standing in front of the Xmas tree, just staring and pointing. By the time I get my phone to take a pic of the perfect scene, he has moved on to checking out the gifts. Here he is, trying to escape once caught in the act:
Fleeing the scene
We hope that everyone's Christmas season has started off well. Looking forward to seeing those who we can.
Well, just for fun, I wanted to post a few videos of our dear Magnus doing what he does best... being a goofy baby. :)
I came upon him one day as he was discovering a fly.
Magnus's new favourite thing to do is to throw anything and everything down the stairs. Yes, he is at the stage where everything is an experiment, so we have given him quite a bit of leeway. But geeze. When, more than anything else for some reason, I repeatedly find my feminine products on the stairs (or in the bathtub), I'm getting kinda tired of it. I managed to capture him in the act while at my mum's this past weekend (thankfully not with feminine products!).
Also while at my mum's, Magnus decided to surprise us with this.
It's a little unnerving that he can get down the stairs. He's no pro yet, but he thinks he is. More trouble to add to my list!
We are incredibly fortunate that Magnus has older cousins who give him their hand-me-downs. Rarely do we have to buy him clothes, although I had to get him 3-5 yr old socks last week. And even with these on they still leave sock indentations on his ankles! "Magnitude" indeed (my brother's nick name for Magnus).
Jud and Jill gave us a few snowsuits that their boys had grown out of. So one day last week I threw Magnus in the first one on the pile. Here he is stomping around like the Marshmallow Man.
Obviously, it's still a bit big. Be it the snowsuit, or wearing boots for the first time, but the poor guy had a hard time getting around.
No, as you can tell from the video, I didn't go help him. I wanted him to try to figure it out. And try he did, but figure it out he didn't.
