Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Smiles, smiles, smiles
Our biggest concern about Quinn when he met him was his refusal to smile. For weeks the only thing that would make him smile was his reflection in the mirror. Then he would smile when I tickled him, but not without prompting.
Well, worry no more - this kid has become a regular smile factory. They come fast and furious, and - best of all - often totally unsolicited. He smiles when he sees one of us, when he's tickled, when we play a game, when he teases me and most recently when he's done something he's especially proud of, like picking up and putting down his sippy cup like a big boy.
When smiles were once so fleeting, every one is now a huge, priceless gift.