Little bear...little beaaaaaaarrrrrrrr....little bear with the kicky legs!
That. is the song that Tim sings to Levi almost daily. I don't know how to quite communicate the tune - I don't think it's to anything in particular. Our little man is crazy squirmy, and I purposefully leave him loosely wrapped during the day in an effort to inspire tight swaddling = mommy wants to sleep at night. Thus, windmill arms ensue. A couple of days ago, Tim was trying to put little pants on Levi after changing his diaper, and all I could hear from downstairs was Levi crying and Tim laughing - because Levi was kicking his legs so much that Tim could not, for the life of him, get the little pants on.
He's a good little eater, caught on quickly to breast feeding and has a whole range of sound effects that goes with every meal :) He has both a chomping sound when latching on, and for the first time tonight he may have snorted...
More updates in the coming weeks, of course.