Saturday, 28 December 2013: Two Hundred and Seventy One Days Old.
My new cutest thing is to see Baby Ayla in the arms of one of her cousins.
We’ve finally got in to the swing of things at The Station and during the dinner-time cook up tonight I popped Ayla on the floor to play with some toys.
With around 15 kids out here at the moment, it was common for one of them to stop and sit with Ayla for a moment or two, or give her a quick smile and a pat on the head as they walked past.
But a couple of them had so much love to give that they couldn’t resist picking Ayla up for a cuddle.
My heart absolutely melted when I first turned to see my Baby Ayla being carried by a cousin.
She was being held up by two small arms that were wrapped tightly underneath her arms, and her feet were hanging just inches from the ground.
Ayla was wearing a little pink onesie and with each step her cousin took, Ayla’s body rocked from side to side and her chubby little legs dangled calmly in the breeze.
As awkward as it sounds (and looked!) Ayla loved it; she didn’t squirm or wriggle or cry, Ayla was just happy to hang out, literally.
PS – I spotted a scorpion inside the main house tonight and Hubby killed it with a thong as it was scuttling into the lounge room where the kids were watching TV. It was the third scorpion killed in three days.