One night last week, on one of the days that it wasn’t 96 degrees and humid, Craig wanted to take C for a walk when I got home from work. As we started our stroll through the neighborhood, we were stopped by a little old lady neighbor. This woman, who has probably known Craig since he was pushing his Tonka trunks through her yard, was peeking in the stroller at my baby girl.
I stood a little taller and waited for the compliment that I knew would come. Cause really? I love it when people tell me how cute my kid is. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and I pretend that they don’t just say that to everyone. Or if they do, then this time they really mean it.
After a few moments, she looked up and said. “She really is cute, CRAIG.”
Clearly, I had nothing to do with it. Or maybe I was invisible? Or? Oh? What’s that? Motherhood is not all about me. Hmph!
An unrelated picture. But what good is a post about how cute my kid is without a picture to prove it?
But… she really is cute.
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She IS really cute!
hahah. good point. i get so proud when people say how cute b is, and the other day a lady walked right past her, looked at her and DIDN’T say anything…..the nerve. hurt my feelings a little…..lol.
and your little old lady neighbor is right! =)
She is so cute!
can i clone her? please? i can’t even handle her cuteness. she melts my heart!
I am constantly being told how cute Eddie is and then right after? How much he looks like Cort. Sigh…But yes, she is DARN cute! DARN cute!
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