Gym time for Carter

Carter's starting to think about playing a little bit (sorry for the craptastic pics):

Almost ready to swipe at the monkey.

Most of the time, he just wants to look.

He's just sort of becoming accustomed to hanging out on the little activity mat that my work-mates gave to him - it was (I think) a little too scary a few weeks ago.  So during the awake time, we try to spend some energy working out how to play with the crazy jungle animals (must go get soundtrack to The Jungle Book for playtime).  We also use the mat for tummy time:  

Boo-ya!  Headlift!

FTW!

He can lift his head up and hold it when he's being burped, but he doesn't do it much when he's actually doing tummy time.  We gotta work on getting those muscles developed.

We read a few stories this morning - Tortoise and the Hare, The Sun and the West Wind.  Carter doesn't seem too interested yet, but I hope with repetition and persistence, he'll start to pay attention.  (Rip Van Winkle is a SUPER sad story, by the way.  The guy sleeps his life away and wakes up to find his wife old, his dog dead, and his kids grown!  I hope the other nursery tales we read don't end up so fatally...  Don't even get me started on Aesop.)