My good friend Ally came to visit Ana and I today, bring along her two sons Daemien and Ezekiel, the latter of which I was meeting for the first time. Ana was very excited to see a baby so tiny up close and instantly wanted to examine him.
Then once she knew he was safe, out came the hugs.
But for Ana, the very best thing of all was the baby swing. I brought our swing up from the pile-of-things-Ana-has-outgrown downstairs so Ezekiel could coo contently in the swing while the rest of us ate lunch. Once Ally and the kiddos left, Ana spent the better portion of the afternoon playing with the swing. First she wanted to swing…
And it still held its magical ability to make her instantly happy, yet drowsy.
Then once I decided she had played in the swing long enough, she was still fascinated with it, trying to take the tray on and off…
And fussing with the buckles and straps. Ahh, good times.
At least someone is making good use of all the baby gear we have around here!