24 weeks old!

At first, I thought the rare laugh-like sounds I heard were flukes. I thought the same about seeing Ya roll off his tummy onto his back.

But this past week Ya decided Mommy's facial exaggerations in the grocery store were enough to earn not one, but two laughs. And the rolls? He's done it multiple times and I think each was on purpose.

So this is what it's like to be 24 weeks old? Each day is a new discovery. Hands carefully hold, drop, and push. Eyes identify people, food, locations. And conversations sound an awful lot like those we've been sharing with him since birth, except now there's a clear response.