May 12, 2000 - Friday
I took Harry for a walk around a local square this morning with the primary focus of going to bike stores that sell either child bike seats or those baby wagons that one pulls behind a bike. There were three bike stores within walking distance and we hit all three, checking out our options for Harry joining us on our bikes. We didn't buy anything yet, but I went in leaning toward the wagon and left the square thinking the seat would be more fun for Harry because he could look around more.

Yet, as I spent much of an hour walking from place to place through the bustling square, I couldn't help being aware of people looking at Harry. Naturally, I think Harry is quite a handsome boy, and his fly away hair and little round face always win approval, so it's easy for me to think that anyone seeing the two of us would get a kick out a happy boy. And, I could certainly see many people looking and pointing us out to people they were with. I tried to take it in stride, but it hard not to be self-conscious about it. I suppose because it's still such a new thing for me, I seem to always be surprised when people don't appear to even notice him.


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