I took care of a baby for a few hours today. It was fun. We're good friends, this little bit and I. I'm a little out of practice with the diaper changing at this point though (Thank God!). I made the silliest rookie mistake! I checked the diaper on the play mat not too smart. On top of which I didn't have a new one handy. Rookie mistake. I opened that diaper, the cool air hit that kiddo and a fountain ensued.
We got cleaned up and put down a fresh blanket, but I felt so silly. That little squirt was pretty darn pleased too. I've had a refresher course now so to all those new babies in my life I've got your number. I'm going to be a quick draw on those diapers.
It's funny how quickly the day to day routine we get used to becomes a hazy memory. I can hardly remember pregnancy. I remember some of Riley's early days, but not as well as I used to. I don't carry a diaper bag, or feed anyone each bite of their supper. Strange, I know I did those things, but I don't remember.
What I do remember clear as crystal is Riley's first belly laugh. I remember when she crawled for the first time. I remember when she only said "Duck" for everything. I remember the first time she said "I wuv you mommy." I remember her first tu-tu. I remember her reaction to her first birthday cake. Sigh...At least those moments don't seem to fading yet.