A Father's Ambition (2)

With a mischievous grin, I began to swing my arm in a playful, rhythmic motion, captivating the baby's attention. "Who's the man?" I teased, my voice filled with childlike enthusiasm. The infant's eyes blinked open, curiosity shining within them as his cries gradually subsided.

Encouraged by the positive response, I continued my antics, gently rubbing the baby's stomach while engaging in playful banter. In my best baby voice, I playfully repeated, "Yooou arrr... Yooou d maan," drawing out giggles from the little one. 

The atmosphere soon transformed into a delightful game of Tom and Jerry, with me assuming the role of Jerry, prompting peals of laughter from the baby as his tiny hands playfully attempted to catch mine.

With a sense of satisfaction, I gently returned the first baby to the safety of the vine cradle, observing as his movements gradually ceased. Without wasting a moment, I moved on to the next baby, prepared to repeat the process.