This afternoon at the grocery store a woman with a tiny baby approached Sunny and I. She complimented Sunny calling her a beautiful little boy.
Boy…she's a GIRL!!!!!
I forgave the mistake, not correcting her, but then she went on and on saying "what a BIG boy you are! Oh, so healthy!" BIG? BOY? My poor Sunshine girl.
I understand that very often people have to take a guess when your child is sitting comfortably in a onesie that has yellow ducks patterned on it, with no distinguishing hair accessories or pink or blue markings to indicate his or her sex. But for the love of God, I'm starting to get a complex.
She doesn't have a lot of hair, but she's working on it. What she does have is a smile that can light up a room, deep dimples, and big brown eyes.
Sunny you are perfect and beautiful and the next person who calls you a boy is going to get an earful. Love, Your Mama
