These mornings Jack wakes before me and pats my face with a smile. Other times he'll bawl but smile when he sees me loom above him. He's not happy when I leave to wash up and feed the cats so I carry him with me. He's most entertained by the odd human habit of toothbrushing.

He's more wary of strangers now but will still smile at any cooing female (human, that is). He won't let anyone but his Grandma and I put him to bed but will allow Dad or Grandpa to carry him for a nap.

He giggles when he sees his Humpty doll, with him since he was born, and gives it a pat of acknowledgement and a smile when I put it next to him.

He can sit on his own very well now and easily pulls himself up to standing. There is always a chuckle of delight when I put him in his cot as he swiftly grabs the bars and pulls himself up. He beams while he stands and cries in annoyance when his legs fail him 5 minutes later.

He loves his football and once sat for almost an hour patting and swatting coloured balls in his cousin's Ball Pen. He's regarding his small football most intently as I type this. :)