20 August 2010

Awkward Babies

Awkward Stoddard was awkward with babies.

Awk-Rowan is also awkward with babies.

I have met three newbies (you know, newborns?) that I've spent a little time with lately (not a whole lot of time, really, but it's a lot for me, because I'm hardly ever around babies, and hardly ever holding them, but I held all of these babies). What I have learned from this experience is that I am a tiny bit terrified that I will have no idea what to do with a baby if I ever get one.

8 comments:

Jonathan said...

Are you sure this post is titled correctly? Sounds like the babies aren't the awkward ones.

Home on the Grange said...

Hehe. Dear, dear Amanda. This post made me giggle.
When I first married Tyler, he suffered from vegetable-awkwardness. I began forcing him to experience all forms of leafy greens and he soon warmed up to them. Likewise, I was once a victim of yard work-awkwardness. Overtime though, I have developed neccessary weeding skills.
My point is, with enough exposure, this too shall pass. Maybe we just need to find some more babies for you to hold. Tell Britty to get going! ;)

Brit said...

Wait, wait, wait...why is BRITNEY a.k.a me a.k.a the one not married, that needs to get going? I think we have some married folks that should get the job done first :)

Home on the Grange said...

Brit, I guess that's a valid argument. AMANDA! Get to work! Bahaha!

Amanda S. said...

Um, Shaela, what about you? Passing the buck . . .

Home on the Grange said...

I, Amanda, live far away. My bearing of children would not provide you with near the exposure that you'd be able to attain elsewhere.
May all your labors be fruitful,
Shaela

Amanda S. said...

Well, dear Shaela, I live closer to you now!

Heather Burdsal said...

Awk-Rowan! Yes! My term of endearment for you has made it's debut into the cyber world!

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