Shoved to Them
Whenever #7 and I leave the house to run errands, I do most of the running and she rides along happily in her sling. She snuggles in and snoozes while the grandmothers we pass sigh in appreciation and a bit of envy at the sight of the little pink bundle which I am privileged to get to carry. But yesterday…yesterday three different women at different times came up to me to take a peek and all three jumped when #7 grunted and moved in her sleep.
“Oh my goodness!” They exclaimed. “I thought that was a doll in there!”
Really? I’m a grown woman. There are no other children with me. Why on earth would I be toting a baby doll around in a sling? Am I giving off that kind of aura of crazy? Look at me from the side….do I look crazy to you?
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