This is mike. Not much is happening. He's just sitting there. He looks happy. He's got no clothes on from the waist up. From the waist down, well we're not going to let that one go.
There's a table in the background with a big pot to put a plant in. It's like a man who's doing the work.
I'd say he's one year old. He's a happy, healthy baby.
I think he's looking for money, maybe to spend on candy. But then he wouldn't have a concept of of candy or money at that age. He eats baby food.
He is at the baby-sitter's. He just wants to play. The. Babysitter is behind taking the picture. After the picture, everyone said 'yay'!
The bag belongs to his father, or maybe a doctor, or maybe both! He looks so happy, even mischievous. He likes what he's feeling on the top of the bag. I wonder if anyone has given him a ride in that bag?
Maybe it's his mother's bag. His mother is quite inventive, what a good place to put a baby, so he doesn't crawl away from her. Well it's awkward; if he fell in his mom would come rescue him.
The sound of his mother's footsteps come from behind. The baby chuckles. He probably wouldn't have a vocabulary yet. He likes playing with the things that push in and pull up because there are all sorts of buttons on hand lip of the lid. He bangs the handle. He brings it up and let's in drop. He might even put his jaws on it.
His mother is wise. She knows what's going on...well on a different level of course. Mike has a brother, an older brother who is walking around. His brother doesn't tease him. You can tell because because he is comfortable, he is smiling.
Story by Cathy, Sine, Kathleen, Joyce, Elizabeth, Melba, Pat, Asta, Robin, and Mary L.