All of sudden he can play. Like he picks up something, plays with it, and then puts it down, without involving me at all. Last night I came home and joined the boys in baby's room, where it was PJ time. He were just hanging out, and baby started picking up and putting down all the rings from his ring-stack thing (he has two now, so there are rings EVERYWHERE). He also recently received a big apple bin -- it came with all sort of chokable things, which are currently put away, but the bin is fun. He started picking the rings one at a time, and putting them all in the bin. Then taking them out. Then putting them in again. Probably 20 minutes of putting all his toys in the bin, then taking them out again. And of course I was one of those TV moms who was all weepy that he was growing up too fast (but at the same time PSYCHED that maybe he'll be one of those kids who LIKES putting his toys AWAY!).
(and you don't have to watch the whole thing. I'll understand.)