One Man Band

Julian has made the leap from "worm baby" (thanks stacey, for that definition) to active baby. No longer content to sleep/eat all day, wrapped in a blanket, he has found that he actually has some control over the waving fists and springy legs attached to his hungry tummy. He sways back and forth in his swing, practicing his kung fu. His eyebrows cocked, a serious look of intent in his wrinkled forehead and pursed mouth, he practices again and again, "left fist JAB, left leg KICK! Again!"
After the warm up on the swing, we transfer to the floor excersize, aka, The Gymini. There he can stare up at taunting monkeys, try to grab at swaying rings, toss rattles, and kick a set of bells. When he's going all out, it sounds like a traffic of wind chimes.

Zoe thinks it's time for him to quiet down.