The Baby Boy Finds His Toes!

In an otherwise rather banal and prosaic February, a definite high point was Baby Boy Fletcher's finding his toes, feet, and mouth AND his efforts to connect the bottom parts to the top! Put him down on his back and both legs go up in the air, creating a rather 90-degreeish angle. Then a smile takes over his entire face and the hands grab for the feet as the feet rotate towards the mouth. Almost! Oops! Got it - nope lost it again.

An especial treat is seen when changing the baby boy's diaper. As soon as his diaper comes off, he joyfully takes advantage of this unexpected opportunity - absolute freedom! No bulky encumbrances to impede him, away he goes, feet to mouth! The absolute delight in this act, minor as it may seem to we jaded adults, is evident in the sheer sparkle in his eyes, the wide and ecstatic grin on his face, the giggles and trills which escape from his mouth.

And I sit transfixed and watch this little person as if he were performing a double lung transplant one-handed. Actually it is ever so much more important and impressive than any surgery - it is a baby learning! A wonder and a miracle. Inexplicable. The grace of god.