Babies!

This weekend we watched the documentary, "Babies."  This cute little movie follows four babies from birth until a little past 1 year: Hattie from San Francisco, Ponijao from Namibia, Bayarjargal from Mongolia, and Mari from Tokyo.  It had more than its share of adorable, funny, and touching moments, and I cooed, awwwwed, and laughed my way through it.

At the end, though, my strongest emotion was relief.  Surely, if these babies can survive to be happy and healthy, then I can worry just a little less about Babykins.  The baby from Mongolia was using a pig's tongue with a match stick through it as a pacifier.  The baby from Namibia was chewing on a stick.  Little Bayarjargal got stepped on by a cow with no ill effects.  Ponijao was covered in flies from birth and did just fine.

And absolutely no one's mother seemed concerned that maybe her baby was bored during a walk through the mall.

I don't think this was necessarily the point of the movie, but I certainly found it liberating.  I have a feeling, though, that Babykins might not be as pleased with my interpretation of the movie's moral.

Cuteness alert!!!  Babykins has recently learned how to blow raspberries.  She gets a big smile, sticks out her tongue, and blows.  You get covered in baby spit, but with a baby this adorable, you don't really mind.