Banneker and I like to walk around the neighborhood as much as we can and usually after his second nap of the day. On these walks we talk a lot ( I talk he looks at me as if he just pooed, but I get a smile every now and then) and I show him the olive tree that grows out on the sidewalk or the lemon tree that's at the corner house. I try to explain to him that we have those same trees at our house but he's to busy looking at the cat that is walking by us and glancing up at the sky. My favorite is walking past a rosemary bush which would allow me to rub some on my hand so that the little man can smell my finger (snicker, snicker, hee, hee). An occasional rose might creep up for us to stop and smell as well.
Now the people we run into during our walks have pretty much been taken aback as to how attentive and absolutely cute he is. They instantly fall in love with him. I've seen it first hand. The walk by the glance back then there's silence as B is working his magic. Its as if I am raising a little Obi Wan Kenobi (" These aren't the droids you're looking for and now you will follow me") It's so bad that a neighbor (whom I had just meet) was walking past us while we were on our way back home from the library. She actually said to her friend that was with her:
"Oh look there's Banneker"
*pause, wait for it*
"Oh hi there, I'm so sorry I forgot your name?"
During this whole engagement I'm looking at Banneker wondering who knows you? You're only a 4 month old kid. More importantly wouldn't you want to know the person he's strapped too? As we exchanged our hello's, how are you and such said neighbor reintroduced herself and we started a conversation when B decided to show off that MIllion dollar smile of his and she was entranced yet again (I should try and find a way to bottle that smile). I gotta say looking at him I see the makings of a great personality, and I will take partial credit for that thank you very much. Hey wait a minute! What about Dad?!? Where's the love people?!? WHERE'S THE LOVE?!? Well it seems folks that I am actually carrying him in my arms. It's right here....he's right here.
And so it is I am
L. Jeffrey Moore
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