my mom often admonishes me about cuddling and holding my granddaughter which, in her opinion, is too much. she might get used to it, she says. let her cry... don't pick her up too much...too much? i don't think there is such a thing as too much hugs and kisses, specially for a six and a half month old baby. besides, i simply can't resist. i just want to hug her and kiss her and hold her. making her squeal with laughter is as much fun to me as it is to her.
i want to be able to enjoy her friendship now, not later. not when she's talking... not when she's grown... i want us to always be there, as she takes her first steps and stumbles. now, when it is our company she seeks... now, when she finds her comfort in our assuring faces and voices...
she's growing up so fast i'm afraid it will all be over soon. in a few month's time, she'll be walking. then she'll be running. soon enough, she'll set out to see the rest of the world. but for now, it's just you and me, kid.
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