I love the way that he opens his mouth REALLY wide when he's smiling about something. No toothy grin for my boy...fly catching gob.
I love the fact that he has so many teeth that I have lost count (12 at 12 mths and more since) and we have had not one sleepless night and not one grouchy day.
I love the fact that he has never (yet) had a clingy stage. Despite spending the vast majority of his time at home, alone with me, he is in no way shy. Men, women, old, young he greets everyone with his wide open gob and outstretched arms.
I love the way he uses his pincer grip. Put some peas and sweetcorn on his plate and he will masterfully pincer each individual piece and pop into his mouth, using alternate hands. Unless it's chocolate covered raisins (my one concession to his healthy eating regime, and then only if they're organic), when it's left pincer only.
I love the fact that my boy looks as though he will be left handed. I prefer slightly unusual in all things.
I love his fascination with eye lashes. His own or anyone else's that he's close enough to touch. He very gently puts his index finger on the end of the lashes and then blinks. He also likes to blink his lashes against my cheek when we're cuddling.
I love the way he sucks his thumb, with his index and middle finger hooked over his nose, whenever he is tired, hungry or cuddling with mummy.
I love the fact that he likes grown up things. From 9 months he has eaten grown up food (Thai curry, chilli con carne, spag bol, moules...) and insisted on only drinking from a glass (other than bedtime bottle)
I love the way whenever you go towards him with a tissue/wipe for his nose/mouth he opens his mouth slightly and makes a continuous noise so that you can pat over his open mouth to achieve a 'cowboys and indians' style sound effect.
I love his attempt at kissing. He will lean in, mouth open and when you pucker up he closes his mouth over yours. If you're lucky he doesn't use his teeth.
I love the fact that when he has his bedtime bottle, he stops after 3 or 4 ozs, not for wind, but to play pat-a-cake and have a cuddle for 5 mins before returning to finish the last 2 or 3 ozs. (I know it's not a big bottle but he has never liked milk much - unfortunate for a baby I thought)
I love the fact that, other than kissing and cuddling, he's a real 'boys boy' as my health visitor once put it. He likes climbing, ranting and rough and tumble and doesn't seem to feel pain.
I love the fact that he is happy in his own company. When he wakes in the morning, after his morning nap and after his afternoon nap he will quite happily play in his cot for, well, I don't know how long as I've never left him longer than 45mins but he is still happily playing with and chatting to his soft toys.
I love...my little Star immeasurably x