Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Baby Fix
Today I got to babysit for my best friend, and I had a heavenly time with little 3-month-old K. He was a bit fussy and was getting tired of just walking around, so I put him in his swing and started singing to him, and he was absolutely transfixed. I sang "You Are My Sunshine" and he laughed and smiled and was opening his mouth and looked like he was trying to imitate the shape of my mouth while I was singing. It was so amazingly cute. I mean, I know this is what babies do, but when the baby is looking at you with those big eyes like you are the whole world, it's quite humbling.
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