Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Yeah, We've Decided to Keep Her.

Before you have a baby, the closest you get is that few months with a puppy when you walk them at the park, and a few dog lovers come up to find out its name, its breed, and ask if they can pet it.

But you get a baby like Nora, who right now is in the stage where her head wings around at EVERY human being that passes her, and naturally people smile at her. Then she smiles back, and hearts melt and suddenly I'm hearing "You have SUCH a darling baby" or something like that.

The guy in the line at the post office yesterday just keep chatting her up, and finally she talked back. It was so cool! He has an 8-year-old daughter and talked about her to Nora, and Nora just thought he was the bee's knees.

And today, going into Target, a woman said "what a cute little fuzz ball there" and I thought "HEY! SOMEBODY ELSE BESIDES ME HAS NOTICED SHE HAS HAIR!"

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