Life has been non stop lately and I can't keep up. I hate, hate things being out of order. I dislike it so much, I sometimes don't write anything, just so it will be in order. I had to give that up this month!
Here is Amelia at the Magic House on
Father's Day in the hospital nursery room. Amelia has been here before, but this time she was totally captivated. She tenderly held the babies and insisted on doing everything herself, in order, according to the checklist on the walls. She adored the process and in a beautiful moment turned to me and said, "mom? Can I be a baby doctor when I grow up? Do girls do that job?"
Which I then assured her, yes. Yes, she can do that job, she do any job she can imagine. Nothing is off limits.
Apparently, I slipped onto my soapbox with this particular topic because just as I was getting warmed up, Amelia turned back to me and said something like, "sure mom. Is it lunch time?"
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