I think Rowan may have discovered his feet! He has started looking down at them, wiggling them around, sometimes smiling, and wiggling them some more. Yesterday Rowan astutely observed that the baby in the mirror has feet incredibly similar to his own -- and that, of course, was highly amusing. Now, this could all be a fuss over nothing if, in fact, it is the embroidered snowmen on the tops of his sleeper footies that are drawing his attention. Nonetheless with his new grasp of cause and effect as evidenced by the bouncer play, it seems he must begin to know that he can will those snowmen to move!
On another note, I think the first game of peek-a-boo, though it be an unorthodox one, has occurred! Last night while Rowan and I were in the bathtub (clear water...woo hoo!) Tom climbed into our glass shower, which is partly obscured by the tub itself. Rowan was facing said shower, and when Tom crouched down to hide and then popped back up to surprise Rowan, surprise was indeed the emotion of the moment! Rowan squealed with delight and tensed every muscle in his little body. Then, when Tom hid again, Rowan's smile faded to a slightly dejected scowl, until POP, Daddy emerged again smiling. This back and forth repeated several times, Rowan's laughter getting more frantic with each turn. By the last time he was practically gasping and screaming while he laughed! What a wonderful adventure, this whole crazy business of growing a little human. They're utterly amazing.