We were at Ikea tonight - 7ish.  Alex walks ahead to scope out a new couch cover.  I overhear two women behind me saying "Well, if the baby is crying then obviously something is wrong"

This was as I just finished telling a cranky-crying-tired Iolani, who doesn't want to sit in her stroller to "hush honey, it's okay, you are just tired, nothings wrong"

I just smiled to myself because 2 years ago I probably said the same thing as those two women.

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