One week ago yesterday, at the age of seven months and four days, my baby learned something new: the incredible joy of peek-a-boo. Now, it isn't as if we hadn't played this favorite-of-games before. Little L. E. Fant had held her breath in suspense as Mommy hid her face behind a blanket before this momentous day.

But last Tuesday, dear little L. E. Fant realized she could pull the blanket over her own head. And then whisk it away just as suddenly.

I think everyone in the YMCA heard her ecstatic squeal of accomplishment.

If only we were so easy to delight as we grow older.