Diana came back to bed around 9-something this morning after putting Simon back down for a nap. I was still in bed, since I didn't turn in until 1-ish. Anyway, about a half-hour later, we could hear Simon talking to himself.
I went to check on him, and he was all smiles. Like Gerber baby smiles. That's a relief since he's had some periods of high discomfort because of his little teeth. I picked him up and brought him back to the bedroom, and we all had some giggles together. Even the cats, all four, were near by.
Simon is a handful at times, but moments like these are so worth it. He's such a cute little kid. Today he even figured out how to lock his legs and stands (supported) on a consistent basis. Poor kid is growing faster than his development will allow in some cases (rolling over is an example), so it's a relief to see him do this.