baby-slappin' the man

Cybele has become stronger and more inistent. She insists on her innate entitlement to the floor/ground, wherever we are. Even in the hospital. It seems to me that she enjoys the manual manipulation of toys a great deal. She likes to sit like this ^ and just goes to work. Mary gave her an obsolete remote control ( i am not completely comfortable with where this could lead ), and the baby loves it. It is here sidekick, she rarely feels compelled to lay it down, i'm pretty sure she gesticulates and punctuates her verbal expressions with it. I guess i can understand how she feels. Somehow, either by intuition or observation, she has detected the magical, if latent, powers that are contained within it. The other day she was squirming and demanding the floor, but it wasn't possible; to distract her, i took her hand and smacked my face with it repeatedly. She was distracted, and positively delighted. And the envy of many.