Yours, mine and ours!

Don't you just hate it when someone asks you a question you can't answer? Did I not have an answer or did I have too MANY answers. Ok, this is how it played out: I'm telling a friend that I had put together a basket to acknowledge a co-workers new baby. I had put a lot of work into the basket. There were gifts for the new baby [naturally], the new mom, and the other children in the family. I was rather proud of it. The friend says, 'I thought you weren't a member of his fan club?' Me: 'I'm not." Him: 'So, why did you do it?' That would be the question! I've decided it wasn't not having an answer, it was too many answers.
1. To smooth strained relations with the co-worker.
2.because I will be shortly acknowledging my boss's new addition.
3. because ALL children are precious.
4.because I'd like to think of my co-workers as friends
5. most important, and least explainable, because I WANTED TO.
Am I glad I did it? You bet! The whole family came in to get the basket and they were so ever so sweet. I hope little R.J enjoyed his gift. What a cutie! I'm getting really excited about acknowledging Dallen's addition. He in China picking up his new daughter. She's 2 and a half and weights 25 pounds. I going to have fun with this. Does anyone know how I can get a box of bubblegum cigars?