The bliss in morning sleep was very noticeable again today. Morgan's almost secretive smile makes it seem that he is enjoying his own secret half-waking life of his own. One is reminded of Wordsworth's Intimations of Immortality:
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Morgan does seem to be developing a greater character of his own. He certainly makes himself known when he wants food; his lusty crying ensures this. Margaret has developed some more materials - a small face on a stick, like a lollipop. He certainly does notice what is shown to him, including the little elephant and the cow puppet.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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