It's a boy!

One morning I plopped Wallaby on our living room rug while having my morning coffee. Elijah just went to daycare, and all his toys were still out on the rug.

Wallaby flailed around like babies do, staring at different things randomly and moving jerkily from thing to thing. And then he saw... Elijah's Bruder trucks.

And his stare became decidedly not baby-like. It became laser-focused. His motions stopped being random, and he threw both his arms toward the truck. He almost rolled himself over. He then started to reach like mad for the truck with one arm. And then he made a noise that clearly spelled primitive carnal desire.

I came over and moved the truck so it touched his hand. He quieted down and was very content to be touching the truck for the next 15 minutes.

He is 1 month old and he can barely focus his eyes, but he knows he NEEDS a truck. Looks like another boy's boy; Elijah, lock up your toys! Everyone else, lock up your daughters! :P