I’ve been told that my most endearing*/annoying trait is my insatiable curiosity as it pertains to people. Some might call this nosy but I prefer inquisitive. It seems my children have inherited this trait. While in the Poconos last week we had the chance to meet baby Ben Shertzer for the first time. He’s two months old already and has quite the sweet personality. Sarah and Ephraim were enamored with him. Particularly Ephraim. He loves him a baby.
Meet Ben, happy as a little clam…
Uh-oh Ben, do you hear that?
Enter my curious children…
What do you think happens if we touch him right here?
Sarah tired quickly of their game and soon scampered off to play with Kiki.
Not Ephraim. He was in it for the long haul. Listen closely and you might still hear is inquisitive little voice…”baby? baby? baby?”
Ah yes, every two month old needs their own personal ear wax cleaner.
And jammy sniffer.
And portable heart rate monitor.
Thanks for being a good sport little guy. You look no worse for the wear!
* Fine, I’ll admit it. No one has ever actually called my curiosity endearing but I remain confident that one day it will happen.