Last night I met a complete stranger with her twins, a boy and a girl who were three and a half months old. She was holding the boy and the girl was strapped into her stroller seat, looking around happily, sucking on her pacifier.
“Can I hold her,” I asked boldly.
“Sure,” the mom said to me, a total stranger, remember.
I unhooked the baby and picked her up. She was happy. I was happy. I held her for about fifteen minutes. She looked around. She sucked on my pinky finger. I gave her back her pacifier. She looked around some more. She smelled yummy. She was adorable.
I gave her back. Holding her was great, but really… I’m not a free babysitter. That mother is crazy. I could have grabbed her precious little baby, hopped into a waiting van, and run away with her, never to be seen again. I am glad that I got to hold her baby, but really moms of the world: protect your little ones with your life!