Praise and pride

Isn't it a wonderful feeling when you're in a shop and a complete stranger, rather than just tutting at your child's antics, oos and ahhhs and says how lovely your child is.

Happened at the butcher just now. G and I had just picked up Bax and Izzie from kindy. They were dressed very alike (not done on purpose) in red and cream with Izzie in Bax's hat and Bax in his fireman helmet. A little old lady came up to us and said how much she wished she could take a picture of Izzie because she thought she was so adorable. Then the woman at the counter said how cute they both were and how she'd like to take them home with her.

G and I glowed.