Little Baby

Every now and then I have to remind myself that baby is a baby. So much of her character is emerging so rapidly that she seems to be a person already – one with ideas, wants, and needs. But today I accidentally activated a somewhat obnoxious singing toy of hers while changing her, and she lit up and laughed the way a little baby might. I made a point of singing along with it as though it were the best toy I’d ever seen. Judging by her reaction, I made a good political move.