My Baby is Beautiful...OF COURSE!

For all of you moms out there...

I just love people so much more when they tell me how beautiful my baby is. I mean, isn't it totally obvious that MY baby is the most gorgeous, cute, adorable baby out there. Please!

I ran some errands today with Eli. The twins were home with the babysitter. I took him to the Post Office and as we were waiting in line to get stamps, several people in front of us were just staring at Eli in complete adoration. He made them all smile. Needless to say... OF COURSE. I mean, when you have the most beautiful baby on the planet, the whole world stops and smiles, right? At least, they better.

Then we went to an outdoor mall called Town Square and I was enjoying some frozen yogurt with Eli. He was in his stroller and I had just given him a Lorna Doone and it was all over his face and clothes. He was a wreck, but it goes without saying that all of his gorgeousness just radiated through the slobbery cookie.

A man named Brian came up to me and told me he was from a talent agency and he told me I had a beautiful baby (DUH!). Then he asked me if Eli has done any modelling. I told him that he has not. Then Brian gave me his card and asked me for my phone number. I gave him my number. I was about to give him my social security number and credit card information, but he didn't ask for them. Brian told me he would call me next week.

Soon Eli will be so famous and you will see him on every Gerber label they sell at fine retail markets. I mean, when you have the most beautiful baby on the planet, these things are just inevitable.

There is absolutely no way that I could ever get manipulated by anyone through my kids. Uh huh, no way. I am much smarter than that.

Hold on a second, the phone is ringing...

Okay, so that was Brian and I just had to run and get my wallet. What do you expect? Golly. I don't have my credit card number memorized...yet.