He gives awesomely slobbery kisses, clicks his tongue, is amused when he pats/smacks surfaces, and is starting to sit up for several seconds before he gets tired and slumps his long self over like in the above picture. And now, as I watch her climb onto his walker while he is in it, he also puts up with his sister way better than I would.
Speaking of the sister, Tessa started her dance class last week. Talk about excited. She is the smallest one in there. I'm certainly not used to that. She marched right into class and started chatting right away about her leotard. She is not shy.
She took the directions to stand on the star very seriously.
Today was her second class. I had to keep moving away from the window because she would turn and start performing for me. She dances in between the teaching, which makes me laugh. She flits and hops around like a little bird the whole time.