Before my eyes he utters a new language. Discovering sounds that were once foreign to him, but now constitute the fabric of his personality.
As he explores his voice, blowing raspberries (razzies), spitting bubbles, announcing “I am here,” I can’t help but be proud.
We laugh, we giggle, we exchange razzies, we enjoy this back and forth communication, a wonderful foundation for future conversations.
A journey of self-discovery unfolds. Even at the tender age of 4 months, his voice is bold, his will unshakeable, his eyes curiously taking in this large, colorful, noisy world.
I can’t believe I get to parent this awesome baby boy. It’s a privilege I’ll never take for granted.