June 13, 2003

A Dingo Ate My Baby. . .

Okay, after Wrenn was born, Patrick and I discussed this subject, and now that Eli is here, I find myself thinking about it again. I was looking at Eli sleeping last night, and he was so darned cute, I said to myself, "I could just eat you up!" And I meant it. I wanted to roll him up into a little ball and pop him in my mouth. Not chew and digest, just consume, somehow, incorporate him into myself. As some of you parents may know, there's just not any other way to describe it. Think about it... we pretend to eat their toes, their little fingers.... we even growl and make eating noises! yum yum yum... and they burst into giggles. What sort of behavior is this? We even give them food names! Pumpkin, sweetie-pie, cutey-pie. . . We do it instinctively, not even realizing how weird it really sounds.


Give me some "feed"back.... (hee hee)

Posted by Shannon at June 13, 2003 09:38 AM
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