Monday, July 6, 2009

Baby massage

Any recent parents (I don't think this craze has been around longer than 5 years) have had the virtues of baby massage beaten into their heads. I get it, I do. Soothing touches are good for baby. Got it. Not always rough housing. Got it. Even when baby *loves* the rough housing. Got it. Even when baby wants to be tossed in the air 24/7. Baby massage, baby massage, baby massage. GOT IT.

Anyways, at the end of Kiernan's bath, he gets some quiet time and a little baby massage. It's hard not to let this dissolve into a game of tickle-the-baby-in-the-ribs, but we try. Look at that little belly just waiting to be raspberried (a word, I should note, spellcheck does not believe exists)! So, when Billy is given strict instructions not to tickle, torment, tease, or otherwise rile up one adorable baby, you can see from the pictures below how he copes with this. I'm pretty sure these techniques were *not* covered in the "Baby Massage and You" handbook that was stapled into our hands upon leaving the hospital.

* Note: no babies were harmed during this impromptu photo shoot.

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