Reach out and touch me
Egan’s new thing is he likes to reach out and touch the world, as wide as his little arms can spread, and grab on for the ride. He holds on to the sides of his carseat, either out for a car ride or a walk in the stroller. He extends his limbs and grabs hold of the rails on one side of his crib when falling asleep (or sometimes my chin when I’m crouched down over him humming a lullabye.) . I put him in the bath with me and to settle himself into the new concept of floating, he reached his arms wide and braced himself against the sides of the tub. His look of concern and uncertainty shifted to a smile of pleasure across his little face. I suppose he wants to know his position, in relation to the world. And he seems happy for the ride, as long as he can hold on.
