Chubby Cuddlelies

Also known as babies. Rotund little bundles of exceeding bubbly joy :)

I couldn't imagine what kind of prissy individual would actually prefer skinny toddlers. Which is why all babies have tummies. It's what makes them appear exquisitely dashing in their miniature outfits. They also babble in the most adorable of ways. It's true their self-absorbed musings are impossible to decipher, yet aren't you simply captivated by their throaty gurgles? But their most irresistable feature must be the baby scent. No one I know ever gets enough of those redolent handfuls.

Isn't it interesting that everyone sets out on an implicit mission to make an infant smile? You'd throw out all dignified behaviour and replace them with monkey faces, clown antics and off-key tunes for the sake of so much as a wrinkle of his princely nose. If you should be so fortunate as to gain their pleasure, the delight on their faces absolutely brightens your day. It's a kind of satisfaction beyond human explication.

And baby Uncle is one such plummy boy :p I give him regular tummy rubs just to hear him laugh. He rewards attention showered upon him handsomely through his sparkling eyes, and believes that television deserves his most intense babbling. For some strange reason, baby Uncle is also pre-occupied with teeth. He flashes his own set boastfully in reciprocation to similar gestures from others. Perhaps he is proud that his pearly whites abound and are perfectly aligned where there is none to begin with in the case of other little guys (and he would have you know he put in much effort to achieve that effect).

It's true that given baby Uncle's boundless energy, he sometimes demands more time and devotion than I am able to sustain. The occasional lack of sleep has certain implications on my other responsibilities.

Still the sweetest thing remains, that when he snuggles up to you and gives you the most tremendous bear hug he can manage, that's when all your dearest recollections of the past fuse with the present and merge into the future in one whirling confusion; and you wish your throbbing heart wouldn't resonate so.