It's mind blowing to think your parents were once children, even babies. The picture here shows my dad (far right, front row) being held by my Granny. He's about the same age as my little Avi is now in this picture and he's also my Granny's third babe so this picture really hits me square in the heart.
Everyone loves a baby but once that baby grows up, new rules are placed upon us. Some make sense, I would argue that some may not. Here's a thought for the day, remember that everyone you meet and see today USE to a baby. They are someones precious baby boy, brother, sister or daughter. Can we still see their preciousness?
