Perfect Match
Posted by Paul at February 18th, 2010
There is only one baby in the history of babies that I have the temperament to babysit and she happens to be my daughter. I’m not just saying this. She is actually a really good baby, the envy of mothers and non-mothers alike. Her most common moods are happy and content. She is also cute. Again, not being biased here. (You have to know me on Facebook to see for yourself.) She even looks a bit like me when I was a baby, only more animated, almond-eyed, and petite.
She won’t always be so small. One day her favorite mobile won’t interest her, and will sit in storage collecting dust. But I’ll be too busy fielding questions or teaching songs to feel melancholy about that. I know from experience what she doesn’t need. Surely I’ll have to scold her or disappoint her one day, as well as simply love her and be in awe of her. But I won’t do it without reason or conviction. All that stops here.
