Of course, the activity du-jour was playing with my 6-month old niece, Adah.
In an attempt to be considered baby-sitting worthy (as someone who is without-child or baby-sitting experience this, I've discovered, is a long and difficult - although somewhat understandable - process. Would I give MY baby to a complete beginner???) I requested a diaper-changing lesson. It seemed pretty common-sensical but then I was only dealing with pee-pee and not the dreaded brown stuff. I can certainly see, from the amount of wriggling and writhing involved, that poop could be an interesting addition to the process. In terms of when my steller performance will result in the required level of trustworthiness, I'm being my most patient and least pushy ever. IE: Not for a while.
I also managed to score some photos of hubbie with Baby, which is a rareity. While he considers Adah to be just the cutest thing ever, he generally tends to exhibit deer-in-the-headlights behavior when he has to hold or play with her.
I might add that I think this has more to do with him being afraid of getting something wrong in front of his sister (who had been known to direct a much-needed thwack to her younger brother's head when he stepped out of line in their childhood) than actually being afraid of babies. He's a playful sort in general and I think, if left to his own devices and without the beady-eye of mom and dad, he would relax and have fun with her. When we have our own I fully believe he will turn into Fun-Dad while I'll be boring, chastising, only-play-educational-games Mum. (Sorry, I'm going to train him/her to address me with the "u").
Me, I don't care what they think about me. I'm having too much fun playing around and I figure, if I'm making a rookie mistake (a) mom and dad will indeed alert me and/or (b) I'm at least no worse off than they were when this was all new to them! Clearly, I'm an adult and I'm not going to do anything to put her in danger either.
In closing, I had a lot of fun and watching Adah learn and grow in leaps and bounds is an amazing process. I feel privileged to be a part of it.
Oh... and dinner was mighty good too!
2 comments:
She is officially the cutest baby in the world. I think my favorite is the one w/ the kitty, who's like, BIGGER than she is. And the little feet - omg the little feet that I could just put in my mouth and go num-num-num. Argghhhh!
OMG that child is gorgeous -- I want to pinch her cheeks (with care). Either she's the tiniest 6-month old in the world or that cat is puma.
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