so steven and i know we have a pretty rockin’ kid. we are so god-blessedly lucky that he is as healthy and as chill as he is. he’s pretty darn cute, and our friends and family dutifully think so, too.

but i had no idea the power this kid has over complete strangers until yesterday …

chapter 1: at the post office … we had to mail a big box of baby stuff to good friend and currently preggo-with-third-kid-and-first-boy, buffy. and by big box, i mean BIG box: 18×18x18 … it wasn’t heavy, but it was a little unwieldy. i put d-man in one of our baby-wearing carriers and was able to hold the box with both hands. once in the post office, i saw we were the only woman (except for the woman behind the counter) and child, and boy, was didion holding court. all the men in line (six or seven of them) were offering to help with the box. they were smiling and cooing and making faces at the kid. one asked me how old he is; two others commented on how big and tall he is going to be. and didion was turning it on FULL FORCE … smiling and jabbering right back at them all, throwing in some well-timed burrowing and nuzzling of my neck. WHAAAAAAATEVER!

chapter 2: the grocery store … first, there was the old lady in the produce section. then there were the three guys behind the meat counter. then there was the old man who made a special trip down the cereal aisle just to tell me what a well behaved boy i have … and didion really was awesome … lookin’ around, snoozin’ a little (but making sure to wake up and smile to whoever said anything to us), bein’ patient.

i think we got extra attention because i was “wearing” didion, and i think people aren’t used to seeing babies out of strollers or car seats. but i also think we have a kid who is rapidly learning how to “work it” … this was the first time d-man had it turned on for such an extended period of time, and his public was hooked!

(and i am the mommy who is shamelessly saying her kid is pretty freakin’ fabulous.)