On Wednesday Blake & I wandered over to Scott's house for a visit. I was more or less convinced that I would be a lonely mom at a gathering of carefree young things. I planned to leave early. But once again, I underestimated my own enjoyment. It was a house full of strangers, but they uniformly adored the Blake. Boys, girls, gay, straight - everybody loves my Blake. We were there for 5 hours, and I really only held him to nurse. The second he was through a feeding we were off to the races again. I have to say, I loved every second of his celebrity. I am unapologetic about the fact that I judge people by their reaction to my son, and I loved them loving him. He was a superstar the whole time. Not because he giggled & drooled, but because he fell into a period of quiet alertness and he demonstrated his boundless curiosity in every strange pair of arms. He even seduced the two male couples with his ineffable Blakeness. I was so proud. And I was sorry that I hadn't told my moms to meet up with me later - their babies could've been just as loved, I'm sure.
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