Monday, August 11, 2008

Confessions

I hate going places without Phoebe. Not because I necessarily miss her and want to be around her all the time (which I totally do) ... but I like bringing her with me because then I'm not the overweight 30 year old, I'm the "Awww look at the baby! How old is she? What's her name?".

It's MUCH better for my ego.

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