Giggle Box had a baby
My cousin has a baby.
This is the sort of thing I repeated over and over in my head as I snapped pictures of Baby Zac over Thanksgiving weekend. It’s a hard concept for me to wrap my brain around. First, please understand that I use the term cousin lightly because what cousin means to me is often very different then what it means to other people. When I say ‘cousin’ I mean sister-friend-person. Not stranger-I-see-at-Christmas. This is a person I grew up with. This is Giggle Box. The one I had too many sleep overs at Grandma’s with. I’m convinced she’s still the same person. She still giggles the same. But she has a baby. A real, human, baby. I don’t know. I suppose in my head we are still 10. And when she giggles, I’m telling you, it still sounds like we’re 10.
But anyway…the Lord saw fit for Giggle Box to have a baby and so here he is.
Oh, I’m sorry did your heart just break? I should have warned you about how cute he is.
Tiny babies love candy canes. Did you know that? Me either. But I’m tellin’ ya every time he started to holler, Giggle Box just rubbed the candy cane on his lips and he was a happy camper! He even held it on his own while he licked away at it! Don’t try that at home though. It will prompt your speech-pathologist husband to launch into a lecture on baby gag reflexes and the suck-swallow-breath reflex and how long pointy sugar sticks are not recommend for people who do not understand cause and effect. Back to the tiny baby…
Merry Christmas Tiny Baby!
Merry Christmas Giggle Box!
I heart you both!!
On a side note… This next photo is dedicated to everyone who ever spent time visiting with my Grandma Mary. Grandma Mary had a special habit of falling asleep in the blink of an eye. But she always took special care to fall asleep onto herself while she sat in a chair. Usually at the kitchen table. Well, in case you’ve been missing those Sunday afternoons of watching Grandma Mary sleep at the kitchen table, you’ll be please to know she passed the talent on:
It’s okay kid, there’s a little Cannella in all of us.
On another side note… I gotta tell ya. I was pretty fond of this little baby. He was cuddly. And he smelled good. Apparently, no one told this tiny baby that I am on a 5-year no-baby plan. No one told him not to come around smelling good and looking cuddly. He launched a full-on make-her-want-a-baby campaign. I resisted with all my might.
But I’m just saying, if my 5-year no-baby plan gets messed up, I’m using an excuse that has served me well in the past. Jackie started it.
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