We joined our neighborhood pool the other day, and it is great. It reminds me of growing up at the Fox Hills pool--tons of kids, friendly neighbors, and close enough we can go for a thirty minute dip after work. Sean loves the water, and lately he has been obsessed with babies ("ba-ba! ba-ba!"). On Sunday we were at the pool and Sean spotted a baby his exact size. This is what ensued:
Sean: Ba-Ba! Ba-Ba! Ba-Ba!
Erin: Ok, we'll go meet the baby.
Erin (to baby's dad): Hi, how are you? how old is your baby?
Baby's Dad: He's 19 months. How old is yours?
Erin: uh... almost a year.
Baby's Dad (with confused look): Almost a year? He's a little big for almost a year, isn't he?
Anyway, we have been experiencing a similar converstaion more and mroe lately. The other day at a party we saw a baby I thought might be a month or two younger than Sean, as he was a little smaller. He was three months older than Sean. I am scared we may have a giant on our hands.
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might?
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