Saturday, August 9, 2008

Jo and Sam

Sam loves Jo.
And Jo loves Sam.

Sam watches everything she does; helooks for her; she dances her crazy dance (involves jumping and spinning in the air, counting, quite elaborate and hysterical) and he squeals with laughter.

And Jo loves Sam - when he cries, she seems to know what he needs, and is usually right ("He wants a baby biscuit, Mama," she'll say) and she very sweetly entertains him, plays with him, lays with him, and likes him being around.

It is our mission in life, Sean and I agree, to tend this relationship between them. It is a surprising joy.

Of course, as I write this, Jo has found a tambourine and is beating it on the floor for him, singing/shouting, and driving me nuts, "Sam is my friend too!"

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