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Every Eye in the Place

Every Eye in the Place

I don’t think I’ve ever before walked through a room and literally had every eye turn to follow me. Guess that’s what happens when you bring the three week old baby out to dinner. Taking her to the bathroom to change her diaper at the end of the meal (she slept blissfully in her seat until the very end, such a good girl), I had at least three people ask how old she is and saw the question in a dozen other faces. Proud mommy that I am, I didn’t mind the attention at all.

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