In one week, Tin has been growing in leaps and bounds. He eats out of a bowl himself, half way with a spoon, mostly with cupping his fingers. He sings E I E I O and says “Shhhhh” and he tries to cover his head with a blanket to play peekaboo and he sort of counts along with me on his fingers. He laughs like he knows the funniest thing in the world.
On Friday he will turn 11 months old.