Since Joy-Anne was in the hospital last night, I managed to spend a bit more time with Joseph. After reading to him for a while, he was more happy to jump around on the bed and happily smiled for the camera. 
Pretending to do the hop-scotch. He saw the numbers on the floor at Ikea and learnt to jump on them.

Pretending to do the hop-scotch. He saw the numbers on the floor at Ikea and learnt to jump on them.
In this position, he says, 'I can see the shooting star..." 
Finally all tired out. Like father, like son. 
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