The happiest one on the block
Someone recommended we read the book the Happiest Baby on the Block, which is about how to get your child to get in a good sleep groove. This morning I gave Tin his bottle while we sat on the porch because the day was over the top gorgeous and then we had breakfast and took a walk while I sang to him – Glory Glory Glory Hallelujah His Truth Keeps Marching On – I don’t know why I was thinking of that song, perhaps it was the Saints’ victory last night but ever since I started singing along to opera arias on Sunday morning and when Pavarotti sings Nessun Dorma and gets to the end, I throw up my arms and sing VINCERO, VIN CER O! Tin has gotten in the habit of throwing his arms up in the air when he sees the bayou or hears certain music. So this morning with the sun glistening on the bayou, a slight chill in the air against the warmth of the sun on our heads, Glory Glory Glory Hallelujah just seemed boomed out of my heart and on cue, Tin threw his arms up in the air.
Later we got home and Tin just didn’t want to get out of the pouch so I got the Moby and put him in that as I did some housework. We went outside to clean the front windows and my neighbor and friend was riding her bike by. She’s around my age and statuesque, with beautiful blonde hair and she was wearing gorgeous large Hollywood style sunglasses and she had a dozen roses in her basket. She and her husband, a jazz pianist, are always in a sunny mood. They walk or ride their bikes around the bayou and always have big smiles on their faces. It almost makes you wonder what they are eating because they seem so damn happy all the time.
She told me she had on a whim booked a flight to Delhi with her sister-in-law and they were going for two weeks to stay in tree houses in a tiger jungle and then they were going horseback riding in a leopard forest. Wow, I said, no wonder you’re smiling. And then I went back to cleaning my windows with Tin in my pouch. He started laughing every time I swooped down to clean the lower part of the glass.
Happy is a state of mind.