The Little-ist Midwife

One of my favorite things is having my family stop by the clinic ever-so-often when I am on duty - usually to bring merienda (snack) or supper.  The kids get a kick out of meeting the new babies, and the mamas and daddies seem to enjoy meeting my four, very pale, very blonde children.  (Although, I must mention that Caleb says no one will recognize him when we go back to the States cause he is so dark now.)

Recently Willow turned three and for her birthday she got a toy medical kit from her grandparents along with a mini-size set of scrubs.  There's only one way to celebrate that big event - our first "bring your daughter to work" day.  She told her daddy, "My gonna go to the clinic and deliver lots of babies, and then eat my supper."

She happened to pick a slow shift, but it all worked out.  These awesome midwives turned the birth room into a tag, hide-and-go-seek, chase wonderland.  She's sure she wants to be a midwife now!

This little midwife has her twirling skills perfected!