Mini-Jim

I have the cutest baby. He was so much like James today, it was scary. His personality is definitely coming out more and more as he grows up. He really is a mix of the two of us plus some of his own traits mixed in...he's got my mood swings, sleep problems (I slept as a child, but am a totally light sleeper as an adult), and crankiness issues when hungry. He flirts like I do. He laughs at stupid things the way I do. He has my gas. He gets upset if he doesn't get his way (we're starting to actually get proper temper tantrums, particularly when he sees the laptop and we don't let him have it!) But he is fascinated by electronics and music the way James is...

He learned how to manipulate the radio today. He kept changing the station to the Mexican music station and cranking it up. I kid you not. I would change it back to classical, turn it down and continue cleaning the kitchen. He kept going back to those damn accordians and blasting them! James loves listening to the Mexican music stations. I can't stand them. It was so funny.

Like James, Dorian also really focuses on tasks at hand...almost compulsively so. He loves the boobies. He can't get enough of me. And, he's definitely a Brit...

This afternoon, I took off his diaper to let him air out for a half hour. He's got a bit of a diaper rash at the moment (another strike against those darn disposables!). He was standing up while holding on to the coffee table and looking at the books I had laid out for him. He literally threw one book down on the floor and immediately pissed on it. I looked at what book it was and couldn't stop laughing for the rest of the day...

It was the funniest day ever. And surreal. I really felt like James was home today, though in a much tinier, cuter (sorry babe) body.