Friday, September 21, 2007
The Perfect Raspberry
Oh my sweetie pie....my angel face. Just look at that gorgeous girl.
When we brought Sofia home just two short weeks ago she was a delightful baby. She had the most pleasant repertoire of babbles and coos and little squeals. I guess nothing lasts forever and clearly my days of sweet goo goos and gaa gaas are over. These have been replaced by the much more entertaining and expressive RASPBERRY.
What is truely remarkable, is the variety of raspberries the girl has mastered in such a short time. Of course, there is the classic "stick your toungue out and blow" raspberry, and the "this looks strangely like my Dad's trumpet embourchoure buzz" raspberry (wonder where she learnt that one?). Then there is the "no more candy bars for you" raspberry, whereby the little love buries her face into Mum's ample flesh and blows. The more spit with this one the better it seems and when administered correctly gets a huge giggle. The "mouth full of sweet potato" raspberry is fast becoming a dinner time favourite. Yeah, probably no fine dining restaurants in our immediate future.
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Anyone can see this child is not only beautiful, but talented as well!
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