Slugger

You notice him looking at you with rapt attention.  You fall for it.

That little gap between his two front teeth makes him all the more endearing. If there is a face of baby-like innocence, surely Sammy's cannot be far from it.

You make baby talk and you inch your face closer. Perhaps to kiss him. Perhaps to smell him. Perhaps both. 

His grin widens and his eyes twinkle with excitement. He adores you as much as you adore him.

It is when your face is less than a foot away that the open-fisted right hook comes. BAM!  This 11-month old baby has just slugged you. And it's a pretty firm one too. One that's made eyeglasses fly off.

You are still surprised when the second right hook comes. 

His grin is now wider.  You've made his day.

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