No matter what we get for DS he is so uninterested with toys, rattles, etc. He rather look at the ceiling then play with them. That, or he looks at it then at SO or me like "What the frack is this sh!t?".
I think I birthed a space cadet.
I hold on so hard and pray that I won't say something wrong.
I look at the stars and dream that the universe was ours.