The Baby

One of the hospice nurses brings in her baby occasionally. Today, I saw Melinda in her casual clothes. I knew the baby had to be around there somewhere.

The receptionist was holding him.

This baby loves blonds, so we hit it off right away. The last time he was in the office, he started to get upset. The receptionist called my phone and said, “You have to come up here right now. He’s crying.”

“Who?”

“The baby who loves you!”

When I hold him, he grins from ear to ear. Today, I had to give him back to mom so I could go look up an IP address.

I tried to tell them the baby was more important. 🙂

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