Sitting in my beach chair on the beautiful white sands of the Florida Panhandle’s Gulf Coast, I was studying the fine art of women carrying babies on their hip.
You know, “That thing they do” when they put a hip out and carry a baby or toddler around. It is actually quite amazing. There is an art to it that no man could ever successfully emulate.
I will admit that many of these mamas were wearing two-piece bathing suits which did nothing but add to the beauty of the task.
However, a bikini is by no means a requirement to successfully and artfully do this “mama hip thing.” Ladies in one-piece bathing suits did it well, women with pretty tattoos and even more importantly – grandmothers.
It’s just a move that comes with being a mother I suppose. It is beautiful.
You see mamas in the mall doing it, but to fully appreciate all of the physics involved in this makeshift saddle mamas have on their hip – you need to be at the beach.
It’s kind of like riding horses for pleasure versus being part of a rodeo. There are just more challenges involved.
Think about it…
These babies are covered with every sunblock known including lotions, face stick and spray on junk.
If you have ever been to a county fair where they had a contest to catch a greased pig – this is about the same. Now, not only are these children covered in greasy sun-blocking slippery stuff; they have also been rolling around in the sand, making sandcastles, digging holes and throwing it all over each other.
So again, these mamas (many in bikinis) are able to swoop up these greased kids covered in sand and pop them on their hip – they do it with confidence and beauty.
If the grease and sand weren’t enough, the diapers and swimsuits are loaded with sea water and I would think other things. These mamas just keep going… Grandmamas do too…
They are perhaps the best. Yes, I enjoy watching the “bikini scenery,” but to see a grandmother in action is more beautiful than words can describe...
However, I will try. I watched a grandmother come for “the save” in baseball terms. This little fellow had sand in all of his wrinkles and crevices and he was yelling, screaming and crying. The mama was panicking and pulling this little fellow’s clothes off. The grandmother promptly grabbed him, took him to the water and dipped the buck naked little boy into the ocean – she then gently placed him on her hip.
People get excited about football season coming up and being able to see their team make fantastic plays and possibly win the championship.
Watching a grandmother come in, grab a buck naked baby, dip him in the ocean, turning tears into laughter – that is winning and worth watching time and time again.
I did not have to pay money to watch this – but I would have. The mama in the bikini was pretty, the grandmother with the know-how – She cranks my tractor!
We continue to struggle with the world’s big problems. Honestly, this is something we have to do. Understand why we do it – watching a grandmother “do her thing” goes a long way in helping us understand what we stand for as a country and a world for that matter. We continue to strive for what is good and worth having.
“Grandmother Watching” is a pleasure we should not overlook.
Oh goodness gracious – there is a bikini-clad mama with one baby on each hip… How in the world does she pull that off?
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