Thursday, September 25, 2008

Maybe I'll be on TV.

Or then again, maybe not. I was walking with E to Old Navy when a reporter stopped me. There was a cameraman hovering in the background. The reporter started asking me about coupons, where I use them, and how much I save. Pretty fascinating, I know ;) The thing that amused me about this was, I almost always answer these questions, unless they are personal and embarrassing. This is the second time I've been questioned like this in New York (though all of this footage probably ended up on the cutting room floor). D, on the other hand, flees from the camera and would never give the reporter his name, as I ended up doing when she asked for it.

The one sour note: "LOVE her!" exclaimed the reporter, and then she noticed E's blue onesie and socks. "Him," she quickly amended.

E slept through the whole thing. When he finally did wake up, many blocks later, he was rhythmically licking the sun hood on the Ergo carrier. He makes me laugh :)

5 comments:

kitkat said...

I can sympathize with D. I hate being on camera. E looks pretty boyish to me, but I suppose I can't comment objectively.

Bearette24 said...

I think he looks like a boy too!

Poppy said...

It's the eyelashes... E's eyelashes are so gorgeous. It will be easier to tell soon. :)

Bearette24 said...

Aren't they? It seems like the boys always get the good eyelashes.

Caro said...

People always thought my youngest girl was a boy! What's up with that?