by Ginger Keller Gannaway

Besides reading to and dancing with my four-month old grandson, I adore showing him the baby in the mirror. I take him to our bathroom mirror, the full length mirror in the office, and the mirror on my antique dresser and say, “Who’s that baby in the mirror?”
Winslow’s bobble head goes from looking downwards to straight ahead where he sees his own fat-faced image. There’s a second of surprise when he first notices the baby in the mirror before he gives himself an open-mouthed smile. I embellish the moment with, “Who’s that baby in the mirror? He looks a lot like you!” My high pitched tones make my grandson’s head shake as he gives his reflection a bigger smile and he moves his chubby arms.
“Hey there, Baby in the Mirror!” I add. “That’s a cute Baby in the Mirror!” Winslow’s eyes widen and the mirror baby keeps smiling. “Why don’t you tell that Baby in the Mirror hello?” Then Winslow wobbles his head as he furrows his brow and starts “talking.” His ohhs, ahhs, and squeals grab the attention of his reflected self.
I urge both babies on with, “Look at that Baby in the Mirror talk! Isn’t he the best?” Winslow raises the octave and duration of his long A vowel screams, so I hold him tighter because his talking requires involuntary kicks and arm movements. I lean in closer to the mirror and mimic an impressed sports announcer, “Listen to that smart Baby in the Mirror! He is amazing!”
Last week I heard about a superstition that showing a baby his mirrored reflection will make teething worse! Winslow has been drooling and sucking his fingers for a couple of weeks now. Should I apologize to him and his parents for increased teething misery?
From the “evil eye” to “don’t let a cat near the crib; it will suck out the baby’s breath,” there are so many old wives tales about babies. (https://www.huffpost.com/entry/baby-superstitions_n_610874fde4b0497e67026d74)
The “don’t tickle the bottom of your baby’s feet – it will make him stutter” might make sense, but the “baby in the mirror” warnings don’t bother me.

Scientific studies recommend quality baby mirror time. https://pathways.org/mirrors-good-baby/ They’ve also tested when a baby actually recognizes himself in the mirror. (Probably not until he’s almost two years old). Put a dot of ketchup on a baby’s nose, and show him a mirror. When he touches his own nose instead of his reflection, he realizes he’s looking at himself.
We babysit two days a week. Gary helps heat up bottles and distract Winslow with a cross between yodeling, humming, and what sounds like someone herding animals while I take a shower.
Since we don’t have a backyard or an abundance of baby toys, I’ll continue hanging out with that Baby in the Mirror. Winslow’s beyond the soul-sucking period, and teething is already a problem we’re tackling with cold soft plastic toys filled with purified water and our thumb knuckles while our grandson drools and shoves both fists into his mouth. Our biggest worry now is Winslow gagging himself.
We’re so lucky that Casey and Catherine do not scold us for our rusty baby skills or blame us for a tiny scratch on Winslow’s perfect nose or his dimpled wrist. They’re amazing parents – full of gratitude and patience and love!
And Winslow, well, he’s a joyful miracle. He doesn’t mind our grey hair or stained clothes. He is oblivious to a dusty bookshelf or dirty dishes in the sink. He greets us with open-mouthed smiles and kicks his chunky legs when Casey hands him off. He also widens his eyes and gives the Baby in the Mirror the same welcome multiple times a day. Winslow makes me forget my crooked left side, my flabby wrinkled body, and my cluttered apartment. Even my complaining old cat loses her ability to annoy me when Winslow is around. My grandson’s ability to ignore his aching gums or a wet diaper when he sees his double-chinned best buddy – that Baby in the Mirror – reminds me of the Zen masters. Live in the now and embrace the happiness right in front of you!

Oh my! What a handsome chunk! I can’t wait to hear of the delicious cajun meals Winslow will soon be sampling. I’ve been told and have come to believe that… “GRANDkids are God’s gift to US for not killing our own!” Welcome to the wonderful world of GRANDparenthood! Let the spoiling begin!
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You know me well! Winslow will be eating gumbo & crawfish & sweet dough pies as soon as his parents give me the ok. Thanks so, so much for reading and giving such cool comments. I bet your GRANDkids know all about being spoiled!
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What a sweet story! Congratulations on being a grandma! I so look forward to that day for me, God willing!
Celeste
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Thanks for reading & commenting, Celeste! I feel certain you’ll be a grandma one day because God knows what a wonderful grandma you will be!
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I could FEEL the fun y’all were having!! Great blog and Winnie gets cuter and cuter. 👏👏
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I gotta grab all these days when Winnie still thinks I’m fun & all that and a bag of chips. Thanks for reading, GG (Grandma Guru)
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Gingy!!! Such a precious story and what a great gift to be able to care for Winslow two days a week. Double the blessings and fun! He is so darn cute!!!! xoxo
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Twice the blessings is correct, Nancy! (And twice as tired by Friday!)
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What aGreat picture of grandparent/grandchild heaven. ♥️ and that mirror works both ways. Winslow is probably observing how you smile when you look at him in the mirror. I love the picture you create.
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Merci beaucoup, Crystal! You know you are my Grandma Guide because you love without judgement, fear, or fatigue!
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Ah, grand parenting! You are all so blessed! Enjoy!
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