My son Deal was literally born sunnyside up. That's what the doctors called it when he popped up head first and face up (as opposed to facing backwards, as most babies come out). His sweet cherubic face was not smushed since it was all so fast but it was splotchy from the whole sunnyside up ordeal. When the nurse plopped him on my chest he did not scream or cry or look dazed and confused. He simply looked at me and grasped my finger. Then he looked intently at his daddy, the man whose constitution he shares.
That instant I knew that he would live on the sunny side forever. To this day, Deal grabs my finger when he is feeling a bit weary, overwhelmed, shy, or just needs some wonder twin power from Mom. He is an utter joy and really lights up all who encounted him. I am not just saying this because I am his mother. This child has the brightest disposition I have ever encountered.
Case in point:
While playing with his teddy bear and doctor kit yesterday, Deal pulled out the toy syringe to give Beary a shot.
"Don't worry, Beary. This will not hurt. This a sunny shot."
"Hmm...a sunny shot? What does that do?"
"A sunny shot makes people happy so they have a good day."
Yup, born sunnyside up alright.
6 comments:
How great that he's been sunny since birth! Cute pic.
3B has the same disposition and I have to say that it's made me rethink all of my sarcasm.
That is completely charming.
I hope he keeps that. We need more of him in this world.
Lovely to meet you yesterday at Panera! What fun.
Loved your post about sunny side up!
I think you need to develop a "Sunny Shot" for a 5 o'clock Friday :) You could call it A Sunny Deal.
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