they called the kid in the blue shirt “she”
Got a bit tired today of hearing the following phrases about my son:
“She’s adorable! Look at those curls!”
“Do you always carry her around on your back? How much does she weigh?”
“Aww.. she’s so lucky to have such a sweet big brother.”
I mean, I know his hair is a bit long in the back, and curly like crazy,
but he’s wearing a blue shirt and blue Nikes!
As Caleb would say, “Really. Seriously?"”