Yogurt Container Joy

My apologies for the lapse in posting. The Daily MoMo really *is* meant to be daily, though given the realities of life that's probably ambitious. I'm also a perfectionist about writing, which is a deterrent since I rarely have more than a few minutes at a time to post. But as with many things I'd like to take my sweet time and be meticulous with, I just can't do it anymore. So I'm going to prioritize posting over perfection and see what happens! In this post I wanted to write about how babies at Moses's age really prefer ordinary household objects to toys. I read this the other night in a baby book I have, and have observed it to be completely true. What excites Moses -- he's eight months old now -- is plastic containers, cell phones, cups, mugs, tubes of baby cream, bathtub fixtures, the plastic rain cover on his stroller, and other like objects. As an example, the bathtub in the house we're renting in Portland has one of those European-style shower fixtures where you can sit down in the tub and take a shower. It's very shiny, and the shower head, which looks like a telephone receiver, has a long cord that coils up around a metal "hook." (These things are hard to describe!) Anyway, when Moses has his evening bath, he can hardly wait to stand in the tub in front of what his Daddy calls the "controls" and manipulate them in various ways, which mostly means pulling the shower head off its holder. Josh thinks Moses can see his own reflection in the fixtures, and that that's why he's so fascinated with them. Who knows. He looks like a tiny captain navigating an old-fashioned ship at sea.