Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Ari's three: from Baba with love

Our new year's baby,
first grandchild,
Ari Taylor,
came into the world three hours past midnight
on January 1, 2010.
What a long, exciting night for us, waiting in Ohio ...
and many stressful hours for the new parents.

Three years sped by and now Ari's leaving her
toddlerhood behind as she blossoms into a little girl.
I see her learning to listen, to wait, to take turns,
to have empathy for others, to create games and songs,
to listen to longer books, and recognize letters and numbers.
Best of all for her Baba, Ari can have a conversation, exchanging ideas with me.

Someday I hope to have the honor
of taking Ari on bigger adventures, maybe a trip of her choosing
when she is that magical age of nine or ten.
In the meantime,
I'll laugh at her silliness and read her favorite book over and over
and have tea parties and play dress-up.
Happy third birthday, Ari.
Baba loves you so very much!


Anonymous said...

Sweet poem, and even sweeter picture. Ari is a gem.

Diana Coon said...

This made me smile....thank you for sharing.