We were recruited to babysit Mai-Evy last Saturday. Both Mom and Dad had to work. Tough duty but some one has to do it! For about twenty minutes she cried and wouldn't be comforted. She was mad. The bottle wasn't her mommy and she was NOT pleased. Reminds me of my philosophy teacher in college making the point about the elasticity of time. He said "Ever notice the difference in an hour in philosophy class and an hour with your girlfriend?" (It was an all male class.) Twenty minutes with an inconsolable granddaughter can seem like a long time.
But really it was a blast. She's tall, alert and probably the smartest three month old ever. Ah, Yes, retirement's grand that allows such happy duty!
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