Do you remember the first time?

Aidan was a real hit with the ladies this lunchtime.  We took him for his first central London trip and ate with Fred and Caroline at Princi.  The waitresses would come and fuss with him, 'How old is he?' and 'Hasn't he got gorgeous feet?' were just two coochy-coo toned questions. He's doing really well at the moment around crowds and different faces.   We expected at least one big 'ole cry, but we only the saw the hint of one before he was fed, changed and rocked to sleep.

This happened last weekend too.  We expected a scared little boy to be completely overwhelmed while attending the Salvation Army in Bolton on Sunday morning but apart from looking stunned as the band played and in a complete perplexed state when everyone stood up to start singing he was fuss free.  This is very unlike his dad as a child on Sundays.  It may have helped that nan and grandad took over for a while.  And that we left as soon as we thought he'd had enough of everyone's attention.

Back to today, when we got home after leaving Fred and Caz, his mum decided to be silly and sing lots of goofy songs.  She started with a favourite of ours during China then she got me to sing vintage  Spice Girls and Bon Jovi.  Then Erin moved on to Loveshack.  This is when he gave us his first ever giggle.  It was a full hearty belly laugh.  Not sure if he fluked it as he's only given us yelps since.  But it's still ringing in my ear.