I just want to squeeze their fat little thighs!

Apparently there are these programs in elementary schools where groups of grade six boys go for empathy training by playing with tiny babies. I'd never heard of these groups before this week, but they do them at my mom's school and they've been happening for awhile. I also found out this week that I was a baby in one of these boys for baby groups. Yes somewhere out there there are a group of 32 year old men who played with me, bathed me, and kept journals about my doings. Wild. I think it would be awesome to do a documentary this summer where I track down the school list from Maurice Cody in 1985 and see who I can track down. Maybe they have babies, maybe the empathy training worked for them, maybe they still have their journals. Maybe that's a selfish project, but I think it could work. Oh boys for babies! Maybe that's why I tend to enjoy hanging out with boys, and older boys at that!