Seriously

I was asked by a stranger at Flatirons the other day after I told her how old Squirt was if I was going to do anything about his size. Excuse me?! I just ignored her.
Another mom saw him drinking from a straw and was yelling (not even kidding) about the "tiny baby" drinking from a straw. *Squirt is small, yes, but in no way tiny* When I told her how old he really is, 16 months, her response was "Oh, probably a preemie, right?" When we went through the usual questions about when he was born and how much he weighed, she proceeds to tell me having a 32 weeker these days is almost like having a newborn. Yep, a 2lbs baby is so almost like having a 6lbs one. I honestly could have slapped her.
We had another mom come up and ask how old he was (we were in line otherwise I might have just walked away) when she saw that he was drinking from a straw also. Thank goodness she was a neonatal nurse and we actually had a nice stranger chat. Ended our shopping experience on a positive note.
We don't normally hear this kind of stuff from strangers. Most people comment on his red hair. Was there a full moon or something?