My son and I both played around in his
hospital bed. I would tickle him or sing ABC song. Sometimes, I lay him
on the bed and watch him play (e.g. playing bubbles by blowing his
lips). On the fourth day in the hospital, I'm watching television while
Baby Chrizs play, "Grab a cloth" and tug it with his hands and feet on the bed. Suddenly, I wonder why I hear squeals of delight.
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