Them Babies
I've always adored babies. I still do. Sure, children can be a handful --they can get antsy, they can't sit still, they talk too much, they don't listen to a word you say, they bang on the keys of the piano even though you've told them not to . (Had my fair share of dealing with children in the music class I teach. Don't say I don't know. >.<) The trigger for this rambling: three kids playing "fishing" (with actual nets!) in church the other day. I couldn't resist capturing them in a photo :P But somehow, babies just warm my heart. :) (Well, excluding the diaper-changing and spit-up cleaning.) I think they have this natural ability to make me smile whenever I see them--with their drooling chin and almost-there baby teeth, or their rubber band wrists and their chubby little cheeks. And their smile. They have such a cute smile :D I've reached the stage where , when I look at babies, I think of motherhood, and by mother...