For Garrett, a shy first-born, his world is Mommy, Daddy,the dogs and a few.<\/p>\n
When his loving Momma pulls out the camera,<\/p>\n
He sometimes gets lost in the joyful moments<\/p>\n
indoors or outdoors, in handsome clothes or comfy pajamas.<\/p>\n
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When daddy swings him upside down and swooping through the air,<\/p>\n
Garrett’s face lights up from a smile to a wide-open jubilant noise.<\/p>\n
When Mommy plays peek-a-boo, he strains his head,<\/p>\n
and when she is found, his happiness is loud and contagious.<\/p>\n
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Vinny was born to Garrett’s Daddy’s youngest Aunt<\/p>\n
just a few days after Garrett. so in a sitting side-by-side picture<\/p>\n
they both look at each other curiously, their sizes matching.<\/p>\n
Vinny is not so shy, with brothers in college, and a sister in junior high.<\/p>\n
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A favorite picture of Vinny shows him held by Kelsey near the Christmas tree<\/p>\n
He stares adoringly.\u00a0 Months later, he has found his voice for MA MA MUM<\/p>\n
Vinny is more impish, and you can tell by his delighted outburst at realizing he<\/p>\n
is on Mom and Dad’s bed, not stuck in the crib, and the gleeful noise proclaims his delight.<\/p>\n
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Both boys are becoming adept at maneuvering around.<\/p>\n
First crawls can be seen with serious focus at first, then a growing smile,<\/p>\n
and when they catch Mom or Dad\u00a0 watching, it is sudden hilarity.<\/p>\n
Even without words, it is so much fun and such a joke to gain more territory.<\/p>\n
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By Nancy Ann Smith,\u00a0 Poetry Marathon #11,\u00a0 June 25, 2022<\/p>\n
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