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So this has happened to me three times since December. Last week, I pulled up into the grocery store with Eli, got out and started walking inside with kid on hip when I was abruptly stopped and interrogated about my age by someone I didn't know. Granted, she was obviously a homeless raving lunatic, but the following conversation ensued:
Crazy lady: Oh my gosh! Is that your baby?
Puzzled me: Um, yes.
Crazy lady: How old are you honey?
More puzzled me: 24
Getting crazier lady: Oh, dear Lord! I thought that was your mother's car that you had taken and you were just carting someone's baby around! You look like you are about 14 sweet thing!
Taken totally aback me: Oh, er thanks...I'll take that as a compliment?
I finally had to walk away as she was still muttering about how I looked like a teenager with a baby-which actually wouldn't be all that uncommon here. The bulk of new moms I see at Babies R Us are not a day older than 16, walking around all smiley like with their terrified 16 year old pot smoking boyfriends in tow. It's sad.
Anyway, it also happened in Hawaii a few times. We got on a boat where alcohol was served and I was asked several times if I was 21. Yes. Really? Yes. Are you sure? Yes. I didn't think about it until after the fact, but I suppose it makes sense that these encounters have all occurred in the time since I have quit nursing. Coincidence? Maybe. But does my since deflated chest really make me look like a teenage mom? Apparently.
We had Adam's parents here this weekend for LLU "parent teacher conference"...that's what it felt like. It was really fun though. They got to come tour the school, watch Adam dedicate his dental education to serving in Christlike capacities, and play with Eli a lot. We went down to Newport Beach, soaked in the sun and ate a lot of delectable treats. It's always fun to have visitors, and you dear reader, are invited anytime to come play. Chels comes on Friday and we can't wait.