Went to visit my new nephew and his family yesterday. If you don’t have babies in your life regularly, you kind of forget how sweet the little puddin’s are.
And how soon they start to show personality. My mom was feeding Dec, his first time on formula because he needs a little more than what his mama is able to “cook up” right now. And he took to formula just fine. But when he had enough, those lips pinched shut and the chin went up, and No, ma’am, he just wasn’t going to be having any more. My mom said she thinks she just got a sneak peak of my sister’s life for the next 20 years. This kid may have inherited the family stubborn streak. And he definitely inherited the family chin. My dad looked at him and said he knew that chin, because he’d been shaving it for 50 years.
Babies are just loads of fun. Who else would you let fart on your arm and think it’s just adorable? Or throw up on you? Or any of the other bodily fluids that adults usually don’t share with other people unless there are large quantities of liquor involved. Newborns smile and it’s enthralling. They cry and it’s a crisis. Who else on the planet is this enthralling?
And, of course, for a knitting auntie, it’s the culmination of all those years of practice. Why else did I learn to knit if it wasn’t to make adorable things for adorable little people? So, without further ado, here he is, Declan. In the knitted baby cocoon from the aunt who thinks he’s perfect.
And how soon they start to show personality. My mom was feeding Dec, his first time on formula because he needs a little more than what his mama is able to “cook up” right now. And he took to formula just fine. But when he had enough, those lips pinched shut and the chin went up, and No, ma’am, he just wasn’t going to be having any more. My mom said she thinks she just got a sneak peak of my sister’s life for the next 20 years. This kid may have inherited the family stubborn streak. And he definitely inherited the family chin. My dad looked at him and said he knew that chin, because he’d been shaving it for 50 years.
Babies are just loads of fun. Who else would you let fart on your arm and think it’s just adorable? Or throw up on you? Or any of the other bodily fluids that adults usually don’t share with other people unless there are large quantities of liquor involved. Newborns smile and it’s enthralling. They cry and it’s a crisis. Who else on the planet is this enthralling?
And, of course, for a knitting auntie, it’s the culmination of all those years of practice. Why else did I learn to knit if it wasn’t to make adorable things for adorable little people? So, without further ado, here he is, Declan. In the knitted baby cocoon from the aunt who thinks he’s perfect.
4 comments:
Awwww. Besides the things you mentioned, they also rule the household. (without too many complaints from the adults)
Maybe you remember from the old blog that I had knitted an afghan (yellow) from soft baby yarn. Step-son said the baby didn't seem to think it was soft enough. None of the yarned ones made by others were. He wound up giving her a 40-year-old woven one which was still in the family and had to buy two more. Your nephew doesn't seem to be having any problems with the cocoon you made. Could it be that she had uber sensitive skin?
Keep knitting, auntie---they grow fast.
So far, this is a baby who likes being warm and snugged up. And he's in long sleeve shirts, so I'm not sure how much his skin as actually come in contact with the yarn. I'm doing a second one in a soft, light weight baby cotton for when he's a little bigger in the spring. But this blue is just Michael's house version baby yarn, and so far no problems. Maybe baby girl is just sensitive. Make sure you don'put any peas under her mattress.
Baby farts - awww.
I know! So cute! But even six months from now, it's "Aw, dude! C'mon! What's that all about?"
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