In one of my (many) silly moments, I picked the baby up in a forward-facing position with him facing C, and did this:
And then this.
And this again.
And I waited, puzzled. Then C asked, “Are you playing peekaboo with me?”
We both burst out laughing because that was exactly what I was doing! In my mind, I was playing peekaboo with the baby, and waiting for him to laugh. I was even wondering why he wasn’t laughing. The poor baby was, according to C, looking very confused throughout my crazy peekaboo attempt. In my defence, I wasn’t thinking straight, as I was probably sleep-deprived, and I’ve played way too much peekaboo in the recent few months that I go into ‘auto-peekaboo mode’ spontaneously. 😛
What on earth is mummy doing?