There was an adorable baby at the restaurant tonight. I commented on how sweet and good she was. Obviously, hoping to myself that I’d have such a baby in a few months.

The baby hadn’t made a peep the whole time we were there…apparently until I walked past on my way to the bathroom. Babies sense me… and cry! The Petie Aura. Chris said, “We’ll tell the new baby you’re Aunt Petie.”