Next time you see two babies playing, laughing and uttering total gibberish, they may be having this conversation.
Luke- “Hi, pal! How are you doing?”
Mike- “Hi buddy, I’m fine.”
Luke- “Well, How have you been? What do they call you?”
Mike- “They call me Mike. But I like the name Scott better. Unfortunately, I was asleep when they were naming me. I would have protested.”
Luke- “I’m Luke. I’ve been here for nine months and it’s been a little stress free. I still have to cry when I want food or I want to sleep. Why don’t we have remote controls to alert mom and dad? How many months have you been here?”
Luke- (Laughs) “Nine months too. I’m coping too. Though I don’t know why all these people can’t understand our language. Where do they come from anyway?”
Mike – “Who knows? We’ll probably soon start speaking their language too.”
Mike- “So what do you want to be when you grow up?”
Luke- “Well, maybe something that has to do with rolling and laughing. That’s what I love doing. And eating too.”
Mike – “Me too. Ohhh no! This Aunty is making annoying faces at me! Is she trying to make me laugh again?! Why do these big people act like this? It’s not funny! It’s scary! She just enjoys making me cry! (Wailing)
Luke- Sorry pal. Just hug your mommy. She’ll go. It’s ok. Stop crying.
Aunty- “Mike bobo! Fine bobo!”
Mike cries harder
Mike’s Mom- “Mike sweetie! What is it? Sorry dear.”
Aunty- “Sorry! Maybe he wants to eat. I thought he liked me?!”
Babies are blessings and their world remains a mystery. So next time you see one, smile in adoration of yet another wonderful creature of an awesome creator.