The three of us were playing on the bed. Baby (or I guess I should really say Toddler) was gleeful and rambunctious, giggling wildly as she licked our noses and climbed over us. She decided to investigate Daddy’s belly button, and while playing with his tummy, she discovered a mole. What was this? She opined that it was a boo boo (she thinks any skin irregularity is a boo boo). She quickly learned to say “moh” and started hunting around for more “mohs” and poking deep into Daddy’s belly button. Fun as this was for her, Daddy wanted her to find a new activity after a bit, and directed her to Mommy’s tummy. “Look! You can jiggle it!” Well, obviously this new game, “jiggah,” was beyond hilarious. She grabbed my belly with both little mitts and waggled my midsection and almost died laughing. And then, to make it even more fun, she started licking mommy’s jiggly tummy. We were all beside ourselves giggling. Oh, the fun we have!
Antropóloga
…the open-mindedness with which one must look and listen, record in astonishment and wonder that which one would not have been able to guess…
