Back and Forth

Great-Grandma was taken to the hospital last weekend for cellulitis in her legs. I took her to her doctor's appointment when they decided to admit her, and then stayed in the emergency room with her while we waited for a bed to open up. Eva was an angel, even though she was in the stroller for nearly 4 hours. Of course I had to keep taking her out and playing with her, but I couldn't let her crawl on those filthy hospital floors. I'm sure she was ready to climb the walls after awhile, but she only fussed a little and never threw a fit. I was very proud of her. Of course I can thank the fact that Eva's quite a people watcher, and amuses herself in public by staring intently at new faces, especially if they're interacting with her. There's never a shortage of that, since everywhere we go people stop us to coo in her face and tell her how cute she is. I'm used to it now, but I think it surprised Great-Grandma how often it happens. Nurses, patients, and pretty much any female within eyeshot is bound to spot the cutie with the glasses and stop to admire her. The latest reaction I'm getting is "you should put her in commercials!" or "she should be a baby model!" My response is always the same, "that would mean a 3-hour drive to Burbank, and I know she'd hate that!" I'm not sure I'd do it even if it was local, and even though there's a lot of money and prestige involved. I'd hesitate to immerse my child in an industry that specializes in destroying innocence as quickly as possible.