Yesterday I was at Babies R' Us picking up the one-year photos of Will we had taken there (ER trip #2 precluded us from getting them the day of the actual photo shoot). While I was standing in line to pay for them, I noticed a young, pregnant woman in the line next to me who kept sneaking glances in my direction. I stood up taller, imagining she was looking at me with the pictures of my son, thinking about what an experienced mother I must be. She was probably wondering what it was like to have a child my son's age, and longing for the day when she would have the same level of "motherly" knowledge.
As these thoughts were running through my head, I happened to look down. That's when I noticed my pants were unbuttoned and gaping open. Explanation for the staring. So much for my wisdom...
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