Rattling Out of Control

It was just Holt and I home yesterday morning.  He was wide awake and I needed to get some things done around the house--one of which was to put away a gigantic basket of folded clothes in the nursery.  I laid him on his little playmat with a hanging mobile.  I also put socks and wristlets on him so that he had a rattle on each extremity.  He laid still for a couple of minutes just staring at the brightly colored bug that dangled inches from his forehead.  Then he moved an arm and realized that it made noise.  His eyes opened up really wide.  Within a few more minutes, he figured out he was a one-man band and had every leg and arm flailing around and rattling out of control.  I've never seen him kick his legs so quickly, for so long.  This went on for a good ten minutes.  I continued putting clothes away, trying to not be too distracted by the cuteness at my feet.

Apparently, all that playing and exercising tuckered poor Holt out!