Chloe was mistaken for a boy today. I'm not offended; babies are just a tad on the androgynous side. Why did they think she was a boy? Well, I have a green and grey stroller, she was covered in a green and brown animal blanket, and she had a blue paci in her mouth. Boy, boy, boy. And, I'm sorry. But I'm not the bow-in-her-hair kind of mom. The mistaken party did look a little confused. I'm sure they were wondering why my poor boy was dressed in a pink shirt and a ruffly skirt.
Sorry Chloe. You're the prettiest girl I know.