When Son #2 is held in the standing position, his eyes brighten. He grins that million dollar smile and his head bobbles about to his internal rhythm. He and I rap out a tight little drum beat and then play the bobbly bobbly game. It goes like this.
Me: Hi baby. Oh look at you.
Son #2: Gooooo
Me: Agoo. Oh. Bobbly, bobbly, bobbly.
Son #2 kicks his feet and bobbles his head some more. He giggles and laughs as we baby talk.
We can do this all day.
Let me rephrase that. We can do this all day unless he poops, pees, or gets hungry.