This post from Elizabeth got me thinking yesterday.
Of course, when we go out now everyone notices the baby. And there are all the usual questions, including the one I hate, "Is she a good baby?" I have always hated this question. I have always hated the implication. "Good baby" seems to mean convenient at all the right times for me, or does what I want her to do when I want her to do it. "Good baby" seems to mean that its like she's not there.
Well, I'll tell you about Agnes...she is fussy, cranky, very particular, high-maintenance and a VERY GOOD BABY.
I won't even go into the other question (can you guess?), "Are you having any more?" That is a whole other post.
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