Yes, that's MY baby sixteen years ago!
Anyway - after we got over the oohs and aahs, the baby left and my conversation with my daughter went something like this:
S: When I have a baby—
Me: You mean in like 10 years.
S: Or 20.
Me: Okay, good - continue.
S: When I have a baby, I'm going to dress her in a bear onesie all of the time.
Me: What about in the summer when it's hot?
S: I can cut the legs off.
(I'm assuming she meant off of the outfit and not off of the child.)
S: Or I'll live somewhere cold. It'll be so cute!
Then after a brief moment of silence where she was no doubt planning out her future baby's entire bear-themed wardrobe …
|My youngest, 10 years ago, in his bear hat|
S: I think I want to start babysitting more babies.
Me: They're a lot more work then the kids you babysit for now. They cry a lot.
|My youngest - I thought the instructions on the shirt were clear.|
S: I'll just hold them and cuddle them and then they won't cry. Can you find some babies for me to babysit?
Me: Where am I going to find babies? My friends have older kids.
S: Just start knocking on some doors and ask if they have any cute babies.
Yeah, because that won't be weird or anything...
(P.S. to my local friends: My daughter really is an awesome babysitter! If you're looking for someone for your child of any age, let me know.)
Me: I need to blog about this.
S: I think it should be an entire book.
I told her I needed a little more material, but maybe ... in the meantime, as long as I'm showing off babies ... here is my oldest - 19 years ago.
Yup - he wore the bear outfit, too.