Standing in line at lunch, I found myself softly humming a non-sensical ditty and swaying slightly back and forth because Ava likes it when I hold her and do that. Only problem is that I was in line WITHOUT my child, bobbing and nattering to myself like someone you'd give a wide berth to on a downtown sidewalk.This is what motherhood can do to you.
Given this incident, I've officially given up all pretense of being either young or hip. I'll simply close with a shout out to my fellow mommy peeps who know-what-I'm-sayin', yo. Peace.