While I was changing Lil Peanut this morning I had an interesting realization... we spend a lot of time together on the changing table. It seems I am always changing a diaper, or clothing, and then we end up playing together in the closet mirror that is just next to the table. I feel in a way it is where a lot of bonding happens. I wonder if I'm not the only momma that thinks so? When I ponder all of our times at the changing table so many "firsts" happened in those times. For instance, it is where I got Peanut to laugh when I tickled him for the first time, it is where I taught him to find his toes and pull off his socks. It is also where I taught him push his arm through his shirt sleeves, and to find his tummy! On the changing table so many close memories exist, and I look forward to the daily moments. I wouldn't miss a diaper change in the world :)
