Some People!

This weekend, we went to the Pecan Street Festival in Austin for about 2 hours. We went to Austin to meet up with Shayla, my dear friend who agreed to hit up her hometown IKEA and get us the last 3 chairs we needed for our dining room table. If you remember, we had a bit of difficulty getting the chairs ourselves. IKEA made me mad. Sorry, Astrid. I really do love IKEA. But still, it made me mad.

Anyway, we decided that since the Festival was in town, we’d hit it up while we were there. It was really neat and I can’t wait to go back when Jack can handle the heat a bit better. This time around, we loaded him up on SPF 55, a hat, a shade on the stroller and went for it. for the most part, people couldn’t stop talking about how cute Jack was. Perhaps it was his adorable hat.

Perhaps it was his nod to “Maybe the Dingo Ate Your Baby!!!”

Nevertheless, he was received with rave reviews. Except for one woman. I heard that when you have a baby, people will give you all their opinions, warranted or not. As we were strolling the aisles of the festival about an hour after arriving (and 2 sunblock applications), a woman stopped us and said, “Excuse me, your baby is getting sunburned!” John said, “Oh, thanks. But he’s not. We just put sunblock on him a couple minutes ago.” She gave him a look and walked away. Listen lady, my child will never be sunburned. My child will never even be suntan if I have anything to do with it. The best he can hope for is a tiny suntint. So please don’t come up and get all high and mighty and indignantly imply that we don’t know how to take care of our children. If you are genuinely concerned, that’s fine. And welcome even. But in that case, don’t be so snarky when you express that concern. Otherwise, you can get in line with the woman from HEB with “People I Never Want to Encounter Again.” What woman from HEB, you say? Funny you should ask…