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Happy Mother’s Day: mothers and babies — 9 Comments

  1. Mothers . . . and babies . . . and mothers . . . and babies . . . .

    When I became a mother, I began to realize that being a mother is the penance for having been a child. 🙁 🙂

  2. Make of it what you will, but the present-day custom in Spain is for baby girl’s ears to be pierced, soon after birth. This actually makes it easier to know right away if you are admiring a baby girl, or a baby boy, no matter how frilly or ruffled the baby clothes. Little teensy stud earrings? A girl. No earrings – a boy.
    Happy Mothers’ Day, Neo and all!

  3. Pierced-ears were associated with “loose women” … and, to an extent (this being an influence of Orthodox Judaism upon American Protestant Christianity), with slavery.

  4. But, American women still wanted to wear jewelry upon their ears, and so were invented those horrid *painful* clip-on earrings.

    Still, considering what women are now doing to their ears (and noses and eyebrows), I’d welcome a society-wide return to the silly prejudice against pierced ears.

  5. This is the first time I have seen this post. I’m glad you reposted it. I very much enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.

    Happy Mother’s Day.

  6. By the way, that picture of your mother’s grandfather reminds me of my own grandfather on my mother’s side. Very interesting. Looks almost the same. He died about ten years ago. Miss him a lot.

    He was a South Dakota farmer. Great guy. Every year during the summer my parents would round up my brother and I and take us out there to see the grandparents. Grandpa would get us up in the morning and take us to the local cafe for coffee and doughnuts. Of course, he had the coffee and we had the doughnuts. Then he would take us out to the livestock auction. The stench was unbelievable. We would sit in the arena and watch them move the cows through while some guy shouted into a microphone a foreign language that we couldn’t understand “Hee-be-ja-wa-jabber-labber-lacka-hee-haw” and on and on. We had to ask grandpa what the heck guy was saying.

    Most of those small farmers, at least in that area, are now gone. Swallowed up by the big farms. Very sad. Time marches on. We can’t stop it.

  7. Neo-Neo…Very, very nice, Kiddo! All three of you chicklets are lovely. The resemblance is really something.

    Good on’ya.

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