Sunday, January 08, 2006

My son sure does remind me...

I think about Mom when I'm burping my new son. This is mostly because Mom thought that burping and farting were hilarious, and baby burps are especially entertaining, in my opinion. A seven pound baby can make a burp that will frighten small animals, and they always come out so casually (even if they are assisted). So this is just the kind of surprising burp that Mom would have most appreciated.

More than that, however, she really would have wanted to see her grandson. She made no bones about wanting grandchildren from my sister and me. I'm glad she got to see my daughter before she died, but it's a bit sad now that she's missing the second grandchild she would have wanted to meet.
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