Babies Are Amazing

I loved being a parent. I loved watching my kids develop and grow into little people. But it was a long time ago, and a lot of my memories have faded. Of course, if I could find time to go back through the journals I kept, and decipher the scribbling I was doing instead of legible hand-writing, I'm sure it would jog my memory. But for now, I'm enjoying the constant surprises. I was fascinated when my grandbaby was just a few weeks old--I would hold him in front of me and talk and he would move his lips as though he were trying to do the same. How can this newborn know this is something he can mimic? When I arrive and say, 'Hi," to him, he smiles, even if he has to look around to find me first. That smile makes my whole day bright. Lately, he's been trying to roll over. A few times he's rolled front to back, if he's put down on his tummy. The look on his face when he does it is priceless. I know he's wondering, What just happened? Why is everything turned around? Last week he started lifting his chubby little legs straight up in the air and swinging them down to the side. He did it over and over and sometimes he got all the way onto his side. No one is coaching him, rolling him around to give him the idea. He just does it, over and over until I'm exhausted watching all that work and impressed with his determination. One of these days he'll figure out how to go all the way. Then he'll put the two rolls together and I can picture him rolling all over the floor to get to the cat, a toy, or something Mom and Dad missed putting away. He lies on his back and holds his hands in front of his face. They're always there. They seem to be connected to me, I can hear him thinking. When one of us holds our hand hear his and tells him that it's a hand too, I can see he doesn't believe it. What relation can that big thing have to his delicate little hand? One of his funniest activities is studying his feet. He's not pulling his feet up to look at them yet, but he loves to stand, with a little assist of course. We take his socks off so he has a better grip and sometimes he bends forward and stares down. Yep, those things are always there. I wonder what they're for? If anyone knows how I could put the rest of my life in suspended animation for a period of time, please let me know. My heart wants to be Oma 24/7 right now!