Wednesday, April 11, 2012

babies have all the fun

When I interact with a baby, my initial reaction isn't -- like so many girls my age -- to want to have a baby. My first reaction to hanging out with a baby is that I want to be a baby. 





I told some friends this recently. According to them, it's weird. 


But I stand by my statement. Babies are passed around at parties from person to person, each of whom has just one mission: make the baby laugh. Who wouldn't want that life?





Similarly, it's so easy for a baby to make someone smile. All the baby has to do is point and say "doggie!" to get a few giggles. There's no timing involved, no perfectly placed picture on a blog, no potty humor or other extremes utilized merely for a laugh. 





At a gathering, if someone isn't trying to make the baby laugh, they're trying to hug him, cuddle him, or have him blow a kiss. So much love. The adult alternatives are having to explain 16 times what you do for work and wondering how far away you have to be from someone before you can start gossiping about them. 





I think Y is on my side. A few years ago we went to Disneyland and as we were leaving, we saw a little boy, Mickey Mouse ears atop his head, falling asleep on his dad's shoulders. He was clutching the remains of one of those giant, swirled lollipops. Y stopped and pointed. "I want to be that kid."



I agreed. I mean, I left Disneyland in a much worse state than that little boy - tired and cranky, with nothing but a few blisters and this awful picture:






What do you think: am I crazy? Or - come on, admit it -- do I maybe have a point?







8 comments:

  1. Ok I am normally one of those that when around a baby decide I need one for myself.
    However! After this post...my thought process has definitely changed. I'm going to go ahead and thank you from Russ ahead of time ;)

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  2. I TOTALLY AGREE! Being the baby would be awesome. My husband and I were at this little Italian restaurant a while back. My daughter stood up in her high chair and announced to the place that she had pooped. Everyone laughed. Seriously! I was so embarrassed but you know, only kids can get away with that stuff.

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    1. haha! i love it! CASE IN POINT.

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  3. i don't think a day goes by that i'm not jealous of an infant/toddler (especially at disneyland...i mean, napping between rides?!). i have "normal" uterine urges towards infants on occasion, but i work with moms and babies so i know too much to be stupid excited about having a baby. seriously...way too much.

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  4. Hahahahaha - this is hilarious. You have a point there. But I have to admit, I don't really relish the idea of someone having up close and personal knowledge of all my toilet habits. Or having to eat mushy food. Ick.

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    1. That's true, but I'm pretty sure Y thinks that since he's seen some pretty nasty stuff, anything that happens to me that is relatively (to him) not gross is fair game... things that are still pretty nasty to me.

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  5. Now that our baby is 6 months old, I have to say that he definitely has "the" life. You are definitely on to something.

    Who wouldn't love to be commended for weight gain, massaged with lotion every night after being bathed and magically get wardrobe changes at the drop of a hat (or at the blowing out of a diaper)?

    I never forget to do stuff for him, but I have to put post-its up to remind myself to take care of the grown-up stuff. (Ah, remember the Post-It Days?) :)

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