Arthur Conan Doyle

“ If the bottle is not instantly forthcoming he will howl loudly, and beat the air with his fists until he gets it. He does remind me so of his father sometimes. He is always hunting for his bottle, and will seize my finger, or a bit of my dress, or anything, and carry it to his mouth, and when he finds it isn’t what he wants, he throws it away very angrily. When finally he does get the bottle, he becomes at once the most contented being in the whole world, and sucks away with such great long pulls, and such dear little grunts in between. ”

“ Something awfully funny must have happened to him before ever he came into this world at all, for nothing that has occurred since could account for the intense expression of amusement that one can often see in his eyes. ”

“ I used to think that babies were stupid and indifferent - and perhaps other babies are - but he is never indifferent. Sometimes he is pleased and amused, and sometimes angry, and sometimes gravely interested, but he is always wide awake and taking things in. ”

“ He enjoys the process, but he is convinced that only his own exertions keep him from drowning, so his little fists are desperately clenched, his legs kick up and down the whole time, and he watches every movement of mother and nurse with suspicion. ”

“ No one could ever say that he was irregular in his habits. First thing in the morning I go over to his cot to see if he is awake yet - though, of course, I know that he can’t be, for he always lets us know - the darling! However, I go over all the same, and I find everything quiet and nothing visible of baby, but a tiny, turned-up nose. It is so exactly Frank’s nose, only that his is curved the other way. ”