These are letters to Jack, my son, and my daughter, Audrey. You have given me the gift of motherhood. This is just a little gift back. I want to share my experiences with you of your childhood from my perspective of watching you grow - of being your Mom.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Crib Play


I think that you think your crib exists for the sole business of being a large padded play and wrestling arena for you. Initially when you started being set in the crib, you didn't like it. You've never been a child that liked or even tolerated well the state of being alone. I think we are very alike in this way. I would much rather be in the company of someone or something than to be by myself. Perhaps that's why I have so many pets.... who knows!

Well, we started playing with you in the crib so that it would be less frightening and it worked. Very well! Very very very well. Now you LOVE your crib, but the moment that we set you in it - it's PLAYTIME not naptime.

You get really excited when I set you in your crib because Peek-a-Boo always follows. I duck down behind the headboard and footboard and you giggle and try to figure out where I'll pop up.

Sometimes I'll crawl from one side to the other before popping up, but you can hear me moving around and you will squeal and giggle in anticipation because, after I pop up, I will grab for you and tickle you till you tumble over in a heap.

Actually, I confess that I love this game too. It invigorates me when I'm tired because you get so excited about it that I can't help but smile and get in the mood for games, too! :)

How is it possible that someone that can age me so much by turning every hair on my head gray with worry when I see him bust his lip on a table edge or run towards the street looking back because he thinks we're playing is also the same little guy that can make me feel so young and ALIVE?!? I love you, buddy!



1 comment:

Erin said...

Calum wants to play crib peak-a-boo! We'll be right over!