Today I committed what I regret to assume will probably be only the first of many acts of horrible parenting: I dropped N. In the grocery store parking lot.
Well, so maybe it wasn’t as bad as it sounds. I was lifting her out of her car seat (we’d driven about a mile to get to the store, which is located 150 yards from our house but rather inaccessible by foot) and was turning her around to fit her into her Snugli, when kersplat, she fell (er, I dropped her) onto the back seat of the car.
She screamed for a little bit, and then slept through the whole expedition into the store.
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My Freakwentness
you better be careful or she’ll turn out like your little brother