Saturday evening, Jen allowed me a rare evening alone with Claire. I was excited because the only time during the day that I get to be THE person taking care of her is way late at night while everyone, including me, is sleeping.
So as I was watching Claire go back and forth in the swing, I was talking to her in that idiotic way that all adults seem to talk to babies in. You know the one, "Aw! Isn't she just da tweetest wittle ting you ewer did see? She such a pwetty wittle BABY." There's nothing like a baby to make otherwise intelligent adults complete babbling morons.
Anyway, I'm talking at Claire like this and she looks up and her face completely changes. Her eyes light up. Her face starts to glow. And...there it is, she SMILES at me! Now, she's been smiling at Jen for about two weeks now. I'm not jealous because she spends a lot more quality time (i.e. nursing) with Jen than me. So, it's only natural that Jen will get those moments first. HOWEVER, this one was for me. I was so happy. I told her in no uncertain terms that I loved her with all my heart.
Then she farted, made the same smiley face, and went to sleep. Oh the delicious irony!
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