Sam pretty much loves whatever Clare does.  If Clare’s in the room, Sam is watching her, waiting on her every word and action, trying to imitate her sounds, giggling when she does something remotely silly, and generally just adoring her.  Anything she does is just fine with him, especially if she’s doing it to him.  She climbs all over him, rolls him over, pulls him up, pushs him down, drags him across the room, and he just laughs and laughs.  In the picture above he’s just laughing and laughing as she lays on him “nose to nose.”

They’re beginning to play very simple games together – shrieking together, waving arms together, playing peekaboo.  The games are instigated by Clare but Sam’s an enthusiastic partner.  Today they were fake-coughing back and forth in the back seat of the car, and then moved onto shrieking back and forth.  In that moment I realized that, when I’m by myself, I’m outnumbered.  They can gang up on me!

 As much as Sam adores Clare, and is so far a willing participant in her lead, she’d better watch out.  He’s a tough little dude.  In the picture at the top she’s actually pinning his arms down, because if she doesn’t he will grab her hair and pull it out by the handful.  Of course it’s not malicious (yet) but it’s wicked.  He’s also getting pretty good at grabbing any toys she might have in his reach and can win a tug-of-war game between the two of them.  Yessir, these two will keep us on our toes.