Oh Baby!

Being near a 7 month old baby inspires me to kiss every exposed inch of his little body. Yummy arms and delicious legs. Cute hands and feet. Perfect head, face, ears, eyes, and cheeks. I like to trace the letter 'B' on his ticklish back and finger walk the 'bug' all over him while he squeals with delight. I stopped playing 'this little piggy' and now count his toes from one to ten and go we we we with the tenth one. The cloth that I use for cleaning baby faces has been called 'monkey' since Jim was a wee one. The 'monkey' kisses GG and TJ to get him clean. He [TJ] is not buying into monkey kisses. At 7 3/4 months, TJ is picking up bits of food to put in his mouth. He loves the praise we give him. Who doesn't love praise and admiration?