I had the most pleasant experience at the grocery store today.
Everywhere I went, people smiled at me. It was delightful. It took me about .5 seconds to figure out the reason they were smiling: Noah was strapped in his Baby Bjorn, facing out like a little kangaroo joey, his head bobbing to and fro with each step I took.
Of course they were smiling!
At one point, I walked up to a thug-looking teenage worker who was stocking shelves.
"Excuse me," I said. "Can you tell me where the dry onion soup mix is?"
He looked up from his shelf, and his eyes settled on Noah for a second, and when he looked back at me to answer, I could tell he was fighting a grin. This made me fight a grin too, and when it was apparent that we were both trying not to smile, the kid burst out laughing and squealed, "Ohhhh he's so cute!"
It made my day.