Yesterday, I had to take some books back to the International Library of English~~books for parents and children~~that is housed at one of the universities here and also one that my good friend, Karen, has been one of the main forces in getting this project off the ground. It's small, but growing and she and her students plan "Storyland" days once a month or so that are just a lot of fun for both kids and parents.
Anyway...as I was walking up the sidewalk, I noticed that Karen's brother (with whom I worked for a few years at a high school) and his wife were there with their new (or new to me!) baby daughter. I hadn't seen them for awhile so it was nice to talk with them.
Oh, hell...who am I kidding...I couldn't have cared less about what they have been up to. I was more interested in getting my hands on that baby.
And when I did....swear to God, my ovaries started doing cartwheels.
Then, reality (Thy name is Karen) slapped me (verbally) a couple times and I got things under control and the day continued quite nicely.
But, really.....look at that face....here is the view from my angle:
Move over Martha....there's a new inspiration in town.