While I am away from home visiting the newest member of the family and his parents, I doubt I will have much time to blog. A seven-month-old takes a lot of effort to feed, nap, bathe, dress, walk, exercise and laugh with. Every "chore" is really a joy and it's a great plus that this child loves to play and laugh. He is already an expert at peek-a-boo games. He grabs the quilt that his honorary Aunt Alice made him and pulls it over his face. When he judges the moment to be right, he yanks it down and laughs uproariously when I squeal, "Peek-a-boo" or "There he is!" And I do mean great squeals of baby-laughter. Nothing in the world makes you feel as good as a baby's happy chortle or belly laugh. His parents have entrusted him to me while they are working and it's time for a bottle of the good stuff (Mama's milk), so off I go to warm it up in the nifty little bottle-warmer that was not around when I had my babies. That could be the subject of another blog. Great baby equipment in today's world.
Here's a baby poem that isn't as mawkish and sentimental as most of them. I think I have to write one someday soon. No author name. Got it from a website named Mumbaispace.com
Babies Have so Much to Do
In a world that's all brand-new,
Babies have so much to do!
Laughing, making funny faces,
Finding out those ticklish places...
Cuddling up and wiggling toes,
Looking cute in tiny clothes...
Tasting, touching, reaching high,
Crawling under, scooting by...
Learning words and having fun...
Making memories one by one.
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