Babies are wondrous creatures

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Baby C.

She, along with all of our grandchildren, was the delight of our life:)

One day this Spring (well more like several days) she came over for a visit--

actually several visits.

During these visits we, her grandparents, became avid observers and students of her every gesture, accomplishment and facial expression.

And we've learned she's a baby of many moods and expressions while we've fallen under her 'baby magic'.

Take for instance this one...

So serious & pensive. What could she be thinking?

I'm almost afraid to ask...

actually since I forgot my 'baby-ese' decades ago, I can't ask.

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Then we have crying Baby C...

We've learned to prevent scenes like this...

grandpa simply cannot shave off his Santa beard or make any other major changes before her arrival.

Silly grandpa!

You know Baby C's dad and uncle didn't like it either when they were younger.

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We've also learned BIG white dogs shouldn't come out for a visit while Baby C is around. Sorry but I can't bring myself to show you THE photo of their recent encounter; Dustie needs to learn better baby-is-around-manners.

He's just way too eager to give her doggie kisses.

I can tell you that it was much more painful to see then this picture here....

much, much worse.

Actually not really--it was actually kinda cute.

It's hard not to be cute when you're a baby.

See what I mean? I know - cute.

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But let's move on to happy Baby C--my favorite!

I've learned that the wise sage Kermit was wrong.

It really IS easy being green.

It takes 1 jar of pureed peas & potatoes.

Combine this with a baby spoon and

2 fast moving baby hands.

Just a few minutes later you end up with one content-to-be-green baby,

one really happy-to-be-green baby.

And if you don't have peas & potatoes...

we've learned there is another cure for a cranky baby.

You just turn on your ceiling light & fan.

See?

But a lot of the time when Baby C visits,

we see this and I think it's because instinctively babies know they can,

with a smile, turn their grandparents to mush.

So they employ their secret 'weapon' often.

And it works---every time.

Blessings, b

Photos: taken in May.

Baby C can now roll over, sit up, has taken her first ride in a grocery cart sitting up, likes veggies better then fruit, seems very attached to her baby spoon, has had her hair up in a ponytail (mom says that was quite the feat to accomplish!) and more...