That’s My Baby

The world around you changes when you look at someone and think, that person was someone’s baby. Someone held them and thought they were the most perfect, precious creation. Someone couldn’t believe they could love anything more.
Really sheds a different light on some people. At least for a minute.

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3 thoughts on “That’s My Baby

  1. As a teacher, I try to remember that very thought, Katie; especially when having to deal with a very difficult child. And lest we forget, we’re all somebody’s baby.

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