January 17, 2004

One That Barks and One That Cries

I just spent a few days in the Houston area—two nights with my friend Amanda, who has a seven-week-old daughter, her first child (husband James was in Las Vegas on business). Jonathan went with me and got to spend some time living in a house with a little bitty baby; it was quite a nice experience. He was very sweet and gentle with the baby (Kara), and he liked to show her things to play with, press buttons on her toys to make lights & sounds occur, and help change her diaper. Of course, I don’t know how long that would last . . . guess we’ll find out come May!

He also was quite taken with Amanda & James’ beagle, Rocket. When we arrived Wednesday evening, Rocket was most excited and barked quite a lot to let us know. Then Jonathan saw the baby, and Amanda commented to him that “I have two babies—one that barks and one that cries.” Well, I think that set up some funny linkages in Jonathan’s brain, as he told everyone he spoke to for the next few days that his mom’s friend had two babies, one that barked and one that cried, and he gave the impression that he thinks the dog also came out of Amanda’s tummy. So there’s some reengineering to be done in his mind there.

It was lovely to get to cuddle an infant again, and the way she slept on my chest or all nestled up against my cheek and neck was delightful. I do like holding a baby and helping them go off to sleep, and feeling their little bodies relax against mine as they give in. I’m looking forward to the arrival of my own.

Posted by elizabeth at January 17, 2004 08:25 PM
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