West Africans seem to really love babies and to look out for them. This is Victorie, a cleaning lady here at temporary housing. She coos over Dessi every time I take her out of the house, so I knew she'd be over for pool time. Dessi likes her (she likes everyone) and it was all good, they were splashing around with the measuring scoop, and then ... Victorie poured a full cup straight onto D's head! She didn't drizzle it, either, so it went all over Dessi's face. (I have seen nannies here do this before. It is, I suppose, a cultural thing. They might in general be a little bit rougher with babies --they lift infants up by a single arm and aren't so careful about their heads. At least at the orphanage where I was working.) Anyway, Dessi was stunned for a few seconds, then just resumed her play. She really doesn't take things personally, which, I just love that about babies: This hurts. I'm hungry. I'm frustrated. Versus, Who hurt me? Or, Why don't you feed me? Or, Why are you so stupid?
Then, drying off afterward. She loves towels. She loves to get tucked in at night or to go under our bedsheets and have me flap them overhead.
I know, I know. Only three of those?
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The last one is so cute! Well they all are, but that last one actually made me giggle... in my cube, which made my co-workers come to my cube and I had to pretend I was working...
The ducky is ridiculous. Ridiculously cute and fun looking! And the towel pictures are georgous. I know, I sound so sappy with these adjectives, but really, your kid is incredibly cute.
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