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Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Levi’s party
I met Levi for the first time Saturday. He was exactly one month old
and nine pounds by the time we were introduced.
He’s so beautiful. And it was so strange when I thought about anything
other than how sweet he is.
To start at the beginning...eons ago, Alli, Levi’s mom, and Linsey, her
big sister, were frequent visitors at my house. The school bus dropped
them off and Pop “babysat” them until their mom got home from work.
Their mom, my daughter and I are all very good friends. Actually, we’re
not friends, we’re family. As my friend Jane says — we may not be
related by blood, but we’re related by heart.
But then, their mom moved and the girls finished growing up in Falkner.
I knew they were growing up (kids do that), and we even watched Linsey
graduate from high school several years ago.
Graduating high school is different than becoming a mother though. You
can still think of them as “little” girls — kinda, sorta.
When Missy gave me the news that Alli was going to become a mom (and
Missy a grandma!) I couldn’t believe it. Alli was still 12! Maybe 13 by
now, maybe? Try 21.
In my mind (and Pop’s also, except he’s worse than I am) Alli is still
playing with Meredith and her toys (Meredith doesn’t play with those
‘baby’ toys anymore either.)
Meredith and Alli used to have a great time playing. Allie and Linsey
both used to sit in Pop’s lap in the big recliner so he could read to
them.
One year, for Christmas, they got him a great, big children’s book of
Bible stories. Guess who he got to read it to? He still has that book,
but the little girls don’t fit in the recliner with him anymore.
He’d still read to them, but they don’t have time anymore. You know,
jobs, husbands, homes and now babies take up a lot of time.
Levi and his mother, grandmothers, great-grandmothers, etc. were at the
house Saturday for a very late baby shower.
Levi was supposed to arrive February 9. The first shower was scheduled
for late January. However, Levi chose to make his appearance Jan. 25,
so the shower was postponed.
I almost hated giving him his Levi quilt. In my opinion, it turned out
really well, after murdering one sewing machine and frazzling the
quilter. I loved making it and I will never make a blue jean quilt
again! But it sure turned out well.
I made Levi’s grandmother promise not to hang it on the wall, but to
let him drag it around until it was raggedy and worn out. Personally, I
don’t think a denim quilt can be worn out, but I sure want him to try.
Listening to Alli laugh and talk Saturday brought back many memories.
And those memories sure jangle with that beautiful baby in her arms!
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