Our 5 year old granddaughter can't get the
idea of a baby sister out of her mind. She talked to her mommy about having one
for her but that didn’t work out. Then she decided to grow a baby sister
herself. The problem with that was she had to marry Nick first and she hadn’t
told Nick about it yet. So that didn’t work out either.
Yesterday she proudly announced that she had an
invention for making babies. She said, “Hey Grandma, I could even make a baby
for you!” I told her that sounded wonderful but only if I got a baby girl.
No problem. Her machine only made baby girls. Then she asked me what color I
would like my baby to be. An opportune teaching moment if ever there was one. I told her it didn’t matter what color my baby
girl would be.
“I can make you a pink one or a purple one.
Which would you like best?” 🤣 I chose purple, of course.
I was still giggling when her dad came to pick
her up. I told him our little darling had a new invention for making babies. He
grinned and nodded his head. He told me that he and she had worked together in
the garage to make her invention a reality. They got a cardboard box, some
wire, some twine, a couple of pieces of wood, duct tape and a battery. And somehow they
put it together and now they have a baby making machine in the garage! Is he
the best dad in the world or what?
But as for my own purple bundle of joy, I'm not
holding my breath.
