Genevieve loves light. Whenever she's awake, she's either staring at the lights, at the television or out the window. She will fuss if you put her in a position where she cannot see the lights. I don't know if this is common for babies or not, but it cracks me up.
I think this actually helps when it's time to sleep. With all the lights in the room turned off, she probably figures there's nothing exciting to do so she might as well sleep. I'm not sure if her mind really operates that way or not, but it makes sense.
When not looking at lights (rare), Genevieve spends time staring into Polly's or my eyes. Until this morning, I always thought that's because she knows us and loves us. That brings me to this morning's epiphany. I think she likes to stare at me because my glasses reflect light. Similarly, light reflects off the pupil of the eye. She's not staring at us because she knows us and loves us (not that I doubt those things are both true...it's just that it's not why she stares), she's staring because we reflect light. She uses us to satisfy her insatiable light craving.
I feel so used.
And I'm okay with it.
I don't care what reason she has for staring. She can look at me with her pretty blues any time she wants!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
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2 comments:
when i was a baby, i used to spend hours staring at the fan. that was my first word, "fan." yeah, even then i was a little weird.
For some reason, I am unsurprised :)
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