i swaddled jaspie in a towel and cradled him and trimmed his nails. he was calm as a baby if a baby was calm. i held him after and kissed his head. the picture is before when penny chased him under a cabinet. now he's laying peaceful in the hall waiting to get back to bugging r. in movement class. now he's staring at me, or looking intently. he knows i'm writing about him.