My grandson Patrick has crossed a
threshold. He has outgrown infancy and
become a bona fide newborn. Just like
that. From one day (#90) to the next (#91) – according to at least one source. (Experts
have been known to disagree on the semantics of baby development – baby being
the all-inclusive moniker for one-day-olds to one-year-olds).
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| Infant |
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| Newborn |
Actually the little guy (my terminology for my grandson from birth to, at least,
marriage) increases his baby-bilities week to week – the usual time between our
visits together. Currently, with more than a dozen of those seven-day spreads
behind us, he no longer sleeps the entire time between feedings and changings. Lately he gives Grammy his attention at least
half the time she spends in his neck of the eastern Massachusetts woods .
And he has left behind his wobbly infant helplessness , moving on to intentional newborn movement:
a stretch to reach a bright toy, the examination of a familiar face, a grasp of a
baby bottle.
Best of all, he is developing
a personality! He likes to laugh, especially at the monkey face that is positioned atop the frame of the baby-mirror
in his crib. Try as I may to get Patrick to look at himself in the mirror, he
fixates on the monkey instead – and chortles, loudly, as if he is watching stand-up
comedy performed by the E-TRADE toddler (toddler being the generally accepted term for talking
baby, digitally enhanced or not).
THE E-TRADE TALKING BABY
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