January 13, 2012
Dear Emily,
You are six and a half months old and quite the little entertainer! It is impossible to be with you for more than fifteen seconds and not smile! That’s because you are so happy. When you see me walk into Miss Peggy’s house, your face breaks into a huge smile. When I snap your carrier into the car seat, you look up at me with those sweet eyes and smile as if to say “Yay, BB! This is going to be so much fun!” As soon as we get home, you begin to hold out your arms, arch your back, and kick your legs to let me know that you are ready to play. And that’s what we do!
On Tuesday afternoon, I took you out of the carrier and put you on the carpet on your back. For just a heartbeat, you looked up at me – I think just to make sure I was watching – and then you did it! You flipped over on your stomach, drew up your knees, twisted your bottom around, and sat up…all in a flash and all on your own. And once you were balanced, you looked up at me and beamed…”Ta-da! See? I did it BB!” And I cheered! “Yay Emily! Yes! You did it! You are so smart! Let’s do it again!” And you did. Over and over just to entertain me, and I loved it.
When you are at my house, the only important thing is you. Forget cooking – forget washing clothes – forget grading papers – all those minor things
“…can wait till tomorrow, for babies grow up
we’ve learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs…
Dust go to sleep…”
I’M PLAYING WITH EMILY AND EMILY WON’T KEEP!!
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