Harrison and I were playing today and I thought things were going great. He was interacting with me very well...cooing, smiling, you know, the usual. I had just finished my best rendition of one of his baby books. I got really into it with all sorts of voices and mannerisms. I left his room for a moment and came back and this is what I saw...I couldn't believe it. Part of me thinks he was faking sleep so I wouldn't do it anymore. He is already learning tricks from his daddy. I think his daddy fakes sleep at night so I will stop talking...like father like son!