Judgment

Since Strollerfit has started meeting at 9:30 a.m., I really need to work in the mornings in order to get enough done and still attend Strollerfit. So Ander and I head out to a coffee shop (guess which one ;)) by 7:30 a.m. and I work until 9 a.m. He's still pretty tired, and I give him breakfast and his sippy during the first thirty minutes. After that, I give him his toys to play with for 20 minutes or so, take a quick break and interact with him, and then bust out the big guns - free water cups and trays and plastic spoons! He loves it. The coffee shop is surrounded by windows, so despite the AC, he thinks he is outside. He never cries or tries to get out of his stroller, and he seems to know that after coffee, we go to Strollerfit (which involves music, singing, and free play with other kids, and more importantly, their toys {eyes rolling}), which he loves.

So today, we follow our usual routine. 8 a.m. arrives and a middle-aged couple (maybe early to mid-fifties) sits next to us.

Lady: What a cute little one.

Me: Thanks.

Lady: He just sits in that stroller, doesn't he?

Me: Yep.

Lady: He doesn't get upset.

Me with forced smile: Nope.

Lady: But he must want to get up and run around.

Me with less of a smile: Nope.

Lady: You cute little thing you, all buckled in that stroller. Do you know how to smile?

Me: {shoot lady evil look}

Ander: {starts to try to climb out of stroller}

Rachel B. suggested that I remind the lady that I already have a mother to criticize my parenting skills, thank you very much. :)

Etcetera.