Dr. Judgemental and Ms. Observant

Obviously we have taken a little bit of time off from the blog. The last few weeks have been busy with work, flights, job interviews, and weddings - so that's my excuse. Also, most of my posts revolve around pictures, and I don't think I have taken a single shot since our last post. Instead, I'll just relate two recent stories - both with a little narcissism, but what else are blogs for?

The first was our wonderful visit to the pediatric ophthalmologist. I didn't realize there was such a specialty until Audrey's pediatrician suggested making a six month appointment when she was only four months old. Apparently they are difficult to get into since the first appointment they had was two and a half months out.

The doctor came off a little cocky and arrogant through the entire appointment, but he sealed the deal at the end when he nicely complemented Audrey, saying she was the cutest baby he had seen in a long time. I responded with, "Oh, Audrey, isn't that nice? But he probably says that to all the babies." Then came this rant:

No, I'm serious. I see a lot of ugly kids here. And, I don't mean just tough to look at, but they have ugly personalities too. You know...I serve all walks of life here, and sometimes I get a dad with dreadlocks, and a mom with piercings. They already have their kid in a Mohawk and you know he is destined to end up down in Draper, shooting hoops behind a chain link fence.

In case you aren't from Utah, the main chain link fence in draper is the local prison. Yeah, that's right - if you have dreadlocks or piercings, your kid will end up in jail. What a nice guy.

Story number two:

We were flying back from Boise and Audrey was dolling it up in the Airport, sitting up tall in her stroller, giving her biggest grin to anyone who looked at her. I don't know why, but as parents, you always enjoy the compliments your kid gets. "She is such a doll"..."Oh thank you. Yes, we worked hard to have the cutest kid we could."

The Southwest gate agent helping us tag our stroller for a gate check took the time to come out and ogle at our darling little girl. It typically goes this way: "Oh, look at you, you are so precious.", "Oh, and look how smiley you are!", "Your baby is so cute." and normally it ends there. But this one continued with: "Oh...you should have been here a few minutes ago. There was the most darling little girl baby here that you would have loved to meet (wink wink)".

All we could come out with was: "Umm...She is a girl baby too".

The gate agent was obviously embarrassed, and started in with "oh, I'm sorry, but she is wearing yellow. It's hard to tell." Yes, Ms. Observant didn't notice the bright pink cutesy Volkswagen beetle car taking up 1/2 of the front of her shirt, or the flowers covering her pants, or the pink socks that said: "love bug".

I know, she's bald, she's little, she's a bit androgynous, but it was the most blatant mistake yet and it was a little irksome. Oh well. At least the other gate agents were laughing at Ms. Observant.