Today at the grocery store someone shout-laughed, "Hey, all YOU need is ONE MORE KID!" at me.
I wanted to say, yes, I know right?! I do want one more!
But I kept my mouth shut all polite-like
and calmly said, "We do really well actually,"
and kind of believed it.
Oh, me and my manners.
(And my lies. Are they lies?)
Hal is eight weeks old today. One of the lingering cool things about homebirth is that I am typing this in the room where he was born - I am sitting right where I sat when I looked his cute grumpy face up and down for the first time and soaked in who he was. I think that that just might not ever get old.
PS. My kids kinda sorta like accessories a little bit. Except Hal who apparently likes to wear socks and nothing else. Maybe he wants accessories too? Maybe that's why he is grumpy! He wants accessories but he cannot talk! Tomorrow I will put tiny sunglasses on him and see if he smiles and report back.