Slim Randles' Home Country
It's kid time again
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[JULY
1, 2006]
It's kid time again around here.
Babies everywhere. Baby trees growing in the yards, baby calves
romping in the pastures, and baby humans grinning and demanding
bottles and love. There are puppies toddling around the yards,
kittens peeking out from under the |
houses where they were born and baby birds demanding a meal that
would gag a sick dog off a gut truck. Now and then one of those
baby birds gets too ambitious and takes a dive out of the nest into
the yard, leaving us with a problem, as we have all been told you
can't touch them or the mother will reject them, but if we leave
them on the ground, they'll die.
Fortunately, most babies are smart enough to stick close to home
and mama and make us proud of how clever they are.
The only real problem we have with human babies is guessing which
gender they are. It's a terrible thing to tell someone their baby
girl is just gorgeous, only to discover it's a boy, and vice versa.
The baby doesn't care, but it sure hurts mom's and dad's feelings.
This whole gender identification is getting more difficult with the
way our society's changing, too.
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It used to be that baby boys were dressed in blue or wrapped in a
blue receiving blanket. Little girls came likewise in pink. This was
a courtesy to us baby admirers, who could then tell instantly
whether to call the baby handsome or pretty. But now you can't even
rely on the newborn baby with pierced ears being a girl.
Now old Herb Collins is the one to show us the way on this new
dilemma. Herb has been admiring babies since God made dirt, and he
sailed right over this gender-identification process without missing
a beat.
Whenever some young person holds up an infant these days and
says, "This is my new baby, Mr. Collins," Herb takes a minute to
admire the way the youngster's cheeks pooch out, and then he beams
and says, "Now THAT'S what I call a baby!"
[Slim Randles]
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