i was in a mall elevator today with Caleb, who was in his stroller. I can see this woman, who has her own child with her, is staring at Caleb and smiling, and i got that feeling where i just knew she was going to ask how old he was, and she was really going to guess low.
'Is he even a month old?'
'He'll be three months on the first.'
'Oh my!'
yeah, i'm going to stop correcting people when they get it wrong, because at this point, i'm afraid they're going to start thinking i'm not feeding him or something. ha. if they only knew... we don't call him the velociraptor for nothing.
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