Quinn's got pretty good mastery of sitting up now. He tips over some but all in all he's got it pretty much nailed. One evening this week I was sitting on the floor with him while he played with a soft block about 4" cubed. It got away from him some and I flicked it back toward him. He giggled! A game was born... I kept flicking the block back at him and he kept giggling, breaking into a full belly laugh when the block got him in the nose.
I think we'll get a lot of miles out of playing "Block" in various incarnations over the years to come.
The Dark Side of Perfectionism
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