He brings us such joy.I say it sincerely. All the chores of life, the paper grading and the spilled milk sopping, the dirty dishes doing and the cloth diaper hosing, He is there, eyes sparkling, cheeks bedimpled.

He could clap all day And I could watch him clap. All day. He absorbs every smotherhug from his sister, wills every toy she sticky-fingers. I know he knows how to crawl but he'd rather sit contentedly and be my baby for one more day.

No wonder his name means "joy bringer."