Sophie's always been pretty petite for her age. I'm used to hearing people comment on how small and dainty she is, but yesterday was a whole other story. I was standing in line at the bank, and Sophie was in her carrier on the floor. There was a cute old lady in front of me making small talk to the both of us. Some of the conversation went like this,
The lady, looking at Sophie dressed in PINK with a PINK blanket on top of her and a barrette in her hair, "Oh, I can tell she's a girl by that little barrette she has on!"
"Is she colorblind?" I wondered.
"Let me guess . . ." (long pause) "two and a half months?"
I almost burst out laughing. That convinced me that she wasn't just colorblind, she was blind for real.
"No, she's eight months, " I corrected her.
Then another little old lady in front of her piped up, "Oh, I think his foot is sticking out of the blanket."