Saturday, December 11, 2010

11 dec 2010

Humans rock.

To evolve, in a scant 9 months, from a small pink blob of mewling incomprehension, to a crawling, standing, bouncing, dancing being. A person, who can smile and laugh, recognise her name, make accompanying noises when a dog barks, feed herself grains of rice with tiny pincer fingers and show extreme dissatisfaction when the world conspires against her (i.e. Mum moves the scissors).

She rocks.

1 comment:

MissBuckle said...

It's fascinating, isn't it?

I still have that warm blob, but he's perfect.

Now I'm waiting for a smile :-)

She's gorgeous by the way.