creepy

This weekend we went to the dog beach. It was quite the adventure and resulted in a pretty bad back ache for the both of us. We need to invest in a wagon, stat. The dog and baby had a wonderful time. Taz sniffed everything, Lilli tasted everything, and the two of us were a stress mess the whole time. At the end of the day, I'd call the trip a success considering... All but one incident.

By the time we were ready to leave, as always, Lilli had her fill of fun and wanted to breastfeed before the hour ride home. Usually no problem, we throw up a blanket on one window, Dave stands on the other side. Most of time we're parked at a wall of some sort or in a place that has little to no foot traffic. Well... we thought we had everything covered... Just then, an older man took his jolly good time giving me the stare down as he walked by the front of the car. In a panic I yelled for Dave and tried to find something to cover me up. Too little, too late. He definitely had enough time to burn the image into his dirty old man brain. I felt violated and skeeved out.

It's strange for me, I'm not a shy person... ask anyone who knew me in my early 20's. But this felt wrong in so many ways. I literally threw up a little in my mouth. Should have made Taz eat him. It always surprises me how much having this little girl has changed me as a person. I guess it always will.

P.S. Happy 9 month birthday Lilli Mae. You have made our lives full in ways you'll never know, we love you. Take your time growing up, these months have gone too fast.