No more bootie
Next up, blanket and bib at the request of auntie laura!
Lucy Lucy
Bring on the stretchy pants!
This is not new for me. I am no stranger to the looks, whispers or occasional "Gee, do you mind me asking..." But SERIOUSLY!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE????? This was a grown woman! In general I don't mind questions..I actually welcome them. My birth defect helps define me...It helps make me who I am...but SERIOUSLY!!! It took all the restraint in the world for me not to say "What happened to YOUR face lady?" But, I didn't, I smiled and gave her the same answer I give a 5 year old - "I was born this way." She, of course, was unsatisfied with this answer and continued with the rudeness- "So, you didn't have an accident?" "Did you have stitches?" "Did it hurt?" SERIOUSLY!!!!
So, I immediately ran out to Old Navy and stocked up on stretchy pants. This, of course, does nothing for my face but certainly makes me feel better about my fat ass.
He's smooth like Velveeta
Tonight Lucy saw this emblem on my shirt and said "Mommy, is that Cheesus?" One could only assume she meant Jesus...but I'd like to hear more about this Cheesus guy. I like cheese.
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