Emma And Robin Visit The Farm

Socks I bought for Robin from Heather at the bead shop

I didn’t know the socks that Jon and I love so much came in baby sizes.   And you get five baby socks for the price of one adult pair.  (I love that there’s five not four or six).

Jon’s grand-daughter Robin and her mom Emma are here.   The fridge is so full of food I can barely close the door.  My office upstairs is transformed into the guest room it also serves as.  Instead of all my shipping supplies there’s a crib and kids books, diapers and wipes.  I even pulled all the papers and receipts that I have pinned to the wall ,with old hat pins, down.   There’s a kids painting of a dog in its place.

I’m not one of the many people who arbitrarily love babies. I’ve learned how to say the right thing when people show me pictures of their  grandchildren.  But it’s not instinctual for me to coo over a baby picture. (Show me a picture of a baby animal and that’s a different story)

But that doesn’t mean I don’t like babies and kids. I just see them as people.  Some of them I like and some of them…not so much.

From what I can see, Robin is a fun baby.  She smiles a lot and is happy to let me hold her, even though she doesn’t know me well.  She’s also very expressive and from what I can tell, has a strong will.  And she loves the dogs.  I have a feeling she’s going to like the rest of the animals too.

So I’m looking forward to getting to know her better.  Which I think can’t help but happen over the next few days while she’s here.

 

 

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