As I watched Fletcher enjoy a lemonade popsicle today, I couldn’t help but relish baby speed. I love it. Everything is so new that they take it all in. Figuring out what they just did to move their hand or toes or whatever and then doing it again with a huge smile of satisfaction all the while forging new neural pathways. Remarkable. So today it was popsicles. It took a lot of coordination to hold it in his hand (lefty!?) then to move it slowly to his mouth and catch it with his tongue. Then the experience of tasting it. He was watching his brothers do the same thing so he knew it was edible and I think he’d ascertained that it was even desirable and he was pleased to have his very own. So he started with a lick and I think it startled him with the coldness factor. Then add the sharp lemon-y taste the smile switched to a shocked big-eyed sour face then back to a smile. Then he lost a little control of the joy stick and was getting some popsicle on his nose, then my shoulder, then the deck, then my ear… we were all along for the ride as he regained control and again steered the ship back to his drool filled mouth. Oh, the sweet days of summer letting them drift along at baby speed.
