Sunday, July 15, 2007

Eleven-Month Wonder

Genevieve turned 11 months old today. To celebrate, she played with a baby who turned four months old today, when we had some dear friends--whom we had not seen in two years, when they had their LAST baby, and who live almost 90 minutes away (one way)--down for brunch at our house. It was a rollicking good time, as a four-year-old, a three-year-old, a two-year-old, an 11-month-old, and a four-month-old kept the four adults very, very busy. The weather was perfect, so we spent much of the time on our patio and in the yard, where the bigger kids played with the mini soccer nets and the sand table and the babies tried to eat the rocks. Hanging out for four hours with a like-minded, much-loved-and-missed family full of small children just like ours (though all boys to our all girls) is simply indescribably joyful, despite the sweat and tears and meltdowns and scrapes and hunger and thirst and sunscreen and potty-chair visits and sharing and not-sharing and naps and nursings. In other words, it's crazy, in a good way.

But oh yeah, back to Genevieve. How to describe her now? Cruising, grinning, hugging and kissing (she makes an "mmm-muh!" sound to imitate a kissy noise), bored with nursing but formula-hating, inhaling the table food like she's on a growing mission (which, I guess, she is), babbling and singing, in love with her big sis like you wouldn't believe. Scrumptious, quick, on the move. Happy, easy-going, sweet as cherry pie.

And you should see her in a sundress. If I could stop time and freeze Vivi as an 11-month-old baby in a sundress, I would do it before I took my next breath.

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