cute things my baby does

Heading as warning for those unable to handle the blind adoration of a mother for her wee babe.
All right, so here goes...
He smiles, especially in the morning, and just about anytime you change his diaper. He likes to be free, of course.
He coos in the most charming, gutteral way, as if preparing to speak German.
He has discovered his lips and tongue and blows raspberries, whether he has an audience or not. Sometimes in the middle of the night I hear him razzing the mobile in his crib.
Spit bubbles. Absolutely adores them. Left to his own devices, he will soak his shirt with gleeful bubble blowing.
He stares at his hands as if trying to figure out what to do with them. They often catch his attention in the car, when it's very boring riding backwards.
And when he cries, which he always does eventually, his cups his right ear with his right hand. We call it the fetal distress signal and it's just heart breaking.
Thank you for indulging me today.
Love, Claire
PS. Lengthy post below somehow got shuffled in later. Check it out, if you are so inclined.