This is a shot of Max when he was 9 months old. Yeah, I dressed him in a sailor suit. My mom (aka "Babba") fell in love with the hat. Whenever she visits, she STILL puts it on him.
I don't think this qualifies as child abuse, but I'm not sure.
After Max was born and we found out that he'd had a stroke, I was afraid to tell my mother. She is the world's biggest worrier, and what had happened to him was so catastrophic I thought she wouldn't be able to handle it. But she dealt, as we all did. She has long been Max's biggest fan/cheerleader. He adores her.
Today, he untied her shoelaces so she wouldn't leave.
We're lucky Babba lives pretty close. Here's an interesting piece I just read on grandparents who don't live near their grandkids and how they're into webcams.
What silly stuff does your mom (or mother-in-law) do with your kids?
