...I swoop him up to the changing table and set him down gently. As soon as his head touches the pad, he starts in on his grins, waving his arms in enthusiastic support of the diaper-changing mission. he loves his diaper changes! Strange but true...
...I hear him fussing, waking up from a long nap. I pick him up, high in the air, then down to hug against my chest, where he snorts and nuzzles like a fat sweet-smelling piglet, eyes closed, starving, and continues to snort desperately unti the nipple has been placed in his mouth. Then he gulps, deep stomach-jolting swallows, snuffling frequently until his hunger has been mollified...
truman at the pool at his brother's third birthday