Isaac has begun smiling at us spontaneously on occasion. For instance, this morning Michael watched the boys for me while I got a few extra minutes rest and then took a shower. By the time I rejoined Isaac, after a twenty, twenty-five minutes absence, he seemed genuinely happy to see me. That sweet toothless grin. And he's finally begun making sweet little baby noises. On the flip side, he's back to making me hold him, or else put him in a moving seat for naps.
Not the best kind of sleep a baby can get.
I've been thinking about the fetishization of the black male and how it relates to some of the media's attitude toward our new president, but I haven't figured out how to blog about it.
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