A Fresh Perspective on Joy

Recently my two-month-old noticed his mobile. Hanging above his crib, stuffed horses circle to the tune of Brahm’s lullaby when the dial is wound. I’d wound it for him several times ever since we started laying him in the crib, but his infant eyes hadn’t quite locked on.

But then they did. And it was magical.

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