Sunday, March 19, 2017
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My grandson, Nathan, will be turning one next month. Yesterday I was babysitting downstairs and just keeping the boys entertained while mom and dad were away on errands.
I was sitting in the recliner right next to the living room table. The box of wipes was sitting next to me. This brand of wipes has a button on top that releases the lid, which flips up when the button is pushed.
While I sat there and watched the boys play, Nathan crawled over to the table and reached over to try to get into the wipes. He likes to empty the contents on the floor. He carefully eyed me as he slowly inched his fingers closer and closer to the button.
When he finally pushed the button the lid flipped up and my hand shot out and pushed it back down. I had a grin on my face. He looked at the box, then at me, then back at the box. Slowly he pressed the button until the latch was released. Again, my hand shot out and pressed it down into place.
This time he paused before his hand darted out and pushed the button. I looked surprised, laughed then slowly pushed the lid down. Now the game was afoot. We spent the next five or so minutes trying to fake each other out to see who could either get the lid to go up or to stay down.
We laughed and cheered like we were keeping score or something. Our joy lasted until Daniel couldn't bear being left out any longer and came over to try to take over the game. Nathan quickly lost interest and crawled off to do something else.
It was a blissful five minutes as almost any five minute span I have ever had. Thanks Nathan.
I was sitting in the recliner right next to the living room table. The box of wipes was sitting next to me. This brand of wipes has a button on top that releases the lid, which flips up when the button is pushed.
While I sat there and watched the boys play, Nathan crawled over to the table and reached over to try to get into the wipes. He likes to empty the contents on the floor. He carefully eyed me as he slowly inched his fingers closer and closer to the button.
When he finally pushed the button the lid flipped up and my hand shot out and pushed it back down. I had a grin on my face. He looked at the box, then at me, then back at the box. Slowly he pressed the button until the latch was released. Again, my hand shot out and pressed it down into place.
This time he paused before his hand darted out and pushed the button. I looked surprised, laughed then slowly pushed the lid down. Now the game was afoot. We spent the next five or so minutes trying to fake each other out to see who could either get the lid to go up or to stay down.
We laughed and cheered like we were keeping score or something. Our joy lasted until Daniel couldn't bear being left out any longer and came over to try to take over the game. Nathan quickly lost interest and crawled off to do something else.
It was a blissful five minutes as almost any five minute span I have ever had. Thanks Nathan.
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