Friday, February 06, 2009

Shout We Are

I am having my usual 'five o'clock wilt' (delayed effects of sleep deprivation) but I found pockets of joy earlier.

I took Hugh to 'Bounce and Rhyme' at the library, where a room full of mothers sat on orange carpets with babies plonked on their laps. We sang dumb nursery rhymes and pretended like our babies could sing too. If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. (A few of the toddlers had only just mastered the art of clapping). The babies drooled and let their heads wobble gently as they gazed around the room and absorbed it all, neurones buzzing. If you're happy and you know it, shout We Are. I instructed Mr Hugh to gurgle it for me as I was all choked up with happiness tears. That's babies for ya.



Sue Jackson said...

Sounds like a nice day. Babies are great for pockets of joy (and for sleep deprivation!).


bunny1981 said...

Wouldn't it be possible to strike the 7's and replace them by 10....for example? (Yes, I confess it's quite a bit of work when you want to do it all over the book, but that would be the easiest solution :-))