First talk

On the first weeks, grandpa would look at his grandson, would play, would drool, but the baby, poor thing, wouldn't understand a thing. He was very busy learning how to suck, how to digest what he sucked, how to get rid of what was left...
But now, with six weeks, he is beginning to understand something about the world that surrounds him. Mom, of course, was the first one to be recognized and rewarded with looks and smiles. Than came dad. And grandpa, who on Sunday visited him and, when he put Guilherme on his crib and talked to him, was very happy to hear him answer, with those bubbling "ghhhs" of who's learning how to produce sounds! How lovely! This was the first of many talks we'll have on our lives...