Ive always loved babies.
When I was a little girl about four, I had baby dolls but I wanted a real baby.
I dreamed of babys like a kid dreams of ice cream on a summer day.
I begged my Mom for a baby.
Persistant assault like a chinese water torture
It was all I cared about.
I walked up to a lady at Safeway and asked
"Could we borrow your baby for awhile just till we get one of our own?"
Little did I know my mom was growing one just for me.
And I still kiss him right on top of his bald head.
Just like when he was a baby...