Monday, March 05, 2012

March 5 - Smile

For 12 months our family lived in Thailand, the Land of Smiles. We arrived a party of 4, plus one in the belly, and 5 months later I gave birth to our youngest son.

He inherited this knitted toy, a gift from his older brother, who in turn had received it from his older sister. Always known as Baby, this little guy has never stopped smiling at us. From the day he entered our family and snuggled into Tom's glass crib in the hospital, he's been cherished as one of the few toys destined to stick around, when many others found new homes.

Perhaps that simple two stitch smile, neither overblown nor shy, is the reason we could never part with him. And who could blame us. A smile is the language every baby understands. The curve that sets all things straight.