A Baby’s Love

Every afternoon we go down to meet my kindergartner, and I get to watch the excitement of my baby. He is the embodiment of innocence. He stands at the corner and waves to all that passes by. He doesn’t discriminate. It could be a casual jogger or a passenger car. Everyone is his friend and he sends out a cheerful hello. If no wave is returned he just keeps on waving. His feelings aren’t hurt he just figures you didn’t see him.

He’ll stand at the bus stop and patiently wait for her big yellow bus. He usually takes this time to discover everything in the immediate vicinity, but as he hears the bus round the corner his findings are forgotten. He starts to clap and jump up and down. Pointing at the bus he yells, “Buu..! Buu…!” He begins to wildly wave at the school bus, its driver, everyone getting off the bus and even those that are still on it. By the time his sister approaches he breaks free of my restraint and tackles her. He wraps his little arms around her waist and welcomes her home. It’s as if they have been apart for years.

I marvel at the pure uncensored love that radiates from my baby. You can’t help but smile when around him. He teaches us what all children teach us: to be good and kind and to welcome the world with open arms.

Sheila Cason, MD