As I age I find myself watching and am more aware of small children, especially babies that come into my presences.
Often when I do I am reminded of something I heard said many years ago, even before I became a parent. "You don't realize how much six pounds six ounces is going to change your life."
This morning as I said at my coffee place nursing my coffee a young mother walked in with a baby she was carrying on her hip. The child, a little blond haired boy was still dressed in his pj's, his hair in forty different directions and with one sock on, one sock off.
As the mother stood in line waiting to place her order the little guy looked over her shoulder at me. I could not help but smile. As quickly as I did he dropped his face to her shoulder. But almost immediately his little head popped up and he again looked at me. I gave him a tiny wave. Again head bounces to mom's shoulder and again bounces back up. I again give him a wave and this time he smiles big and he points at me. I mean big. With that his mother turns to see what is happening. I then ask, "How old is he?" "He's seven months and this morning he's a hand full." About that time her order came. She needed a bunch of hands to help with the drinks and order. I got up and carried her order to a table which they then sat and "enjoyed" their breakfast.
I wanted to say to this lady, "I bet you didn't have any idea how much six pounds six ounces was going to change your life did you?" But I didn't. I just thought it.
As I went and sat back down at my chair I thought of our oldest grandchild, Seth and his wife. They are expecting their first child (a boy) and our first great grandchild, in March of this coming year. Bet they have no idea how much "Six pounces, six ounces is going to change their lives."
But here's a clue... none of us did.
November 23, 2017