So I began this blog thinking it would be a regular thing for me, sort of like a hobby. Wait, do new parents get to have those? Poor, poor blog. How I have abandoned you. Good thing you don't rely on me for food and water and changing. Ok, maybe the changing...in some sense of the word.
Well, to hopefully satisfy any of you who are still watching, here are a few pictures that are fairly recent. The little one has discovered her own lips and her finger, fist, my finger, toys, pretty much whatever she can get to her mouth. You might also note the reflection on her chin of the ever-present drool in one picture. There aren't too many times on our lives when drooling is cute. Actually, babies can get away with a lot. It's like some sort of star status...baby status. Loud gaseous emissions, constant salivating and the occasional curdy burp, and messy, colorful, noisy stools all simply incite giggles and grins from all of us grown folks. A baby can pull people's hair, lift her dress up over her head, and sleep in the middle of church. Some babies have even been known to slip up the occasional "bird". We just giggle and grin, and even take pictures of such misbehavior. After all, they're just babies, cute and innocent creatures. Or maybe, just maybe, your little one is trying to say, "hey, you let me cry a little too long just then" or "next time serve the milk a little warmer", or maybe even "You're making me wear this stupid hat again? It makes me look fat!" But then again, that's pure speculation. Until there has been some scientific breakthrough that allows us to actually peer into the thoughts of our children, I'll continue to giggle and grin and be in awe of all the silly little, gross little things my cute and innocent creature throws my way.
