Baby Books
My daughter has requested her Baby Book, and I suppose it's time. She will be 31 in the next few weeks. I told her I guess I could send it to her. Probably be my birthday present, she said. Which it will be, part of, at least...I've been culling through that Baby Book for years, making birthday art for my baby, my 31 year old baby, who , as a child, filled in her own Baby Book when she thought I'd gone lax on the project.
Her Baby Book has been living in a trunk, a yellow trunk I bought at T j Maxx which turned out to have two other trunks inside it, living there along with my own Baby Book, and my mother's Baby Book in my grandmother's hand. Four generations of girl babies who grew into my family of women.
I'm sending it to her, of course -- Girl, you're a wooooooo-man, now -- but not before I go through it slowly, one more time. If I were still a drinkin' woman , I'd have me a glass of wine while doing so. But I'm not. Coke Zero.
posted by DG Fulford @ 11:03 AM
1 Comments:
It's time DG--your baby needs to review what happened to her as she watches how her little guy grows and grows. Those books are so fun...if we can remember that far back. If she's an only child, you may have completed at least half of it.......the second child (me being one) gets less completed.
Aren't you lucky to have a 31-year old daughter who still wants you in her life and her child's life? Not every one has that.
And I'm sure you've allowed her to become independent!!!!
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