Big smile, probably for a stranger.
First few days on oxygen.
Came home from the hospital on oxygen on Mother’s Day.
So, our first outing with Calvin after his most recent surgery was unlike all other outings.
People were staring, but no one came up to talk to him.
I told Nate what was happening, but he didn’t believe me, so I handed Calvin over to him and stepped away.
It wasn’t 5 minutes before he came over to me and said,
“Did you see that man and his son?! They were totally staring! I think they did a second walk-by just to get a good look!”
New stare-worthy look.
So the next day we tried a little social experiment.
We started out at the grocery store with Calvin’s hoodie covering his head.
We were stopped before we even got our shopping cart by a lady who’s son had had twins that were born early and went home on oxygen, and isn’t Calvin just precious, and have a nice day.
Nearly everyone we passed smiled at Calvin and commented on his baby-ness.
(People in Oklahoma are particularly friendly and chatty.)
Halfway through our shopping trip we uncovered his head.
ONLY ONE PERSON TALKED TO US THE ENTIRE REST OF THE TRIP.
It was an old man that I don’t think saw his scars until he was already talking to us, and then he seemed super uncomfortable and left quickly.
This experience made me incredibly sad for a whole host of reasons that go way beyond our little social experiment, and I won’t talk about them now.
But clearly something had to be done.
So we left the grocery store and went straight to the baby store, in search of the perfect hat.
(Because I tell you what, Calvin will NOT be ignored!)
Dad wasn’t a fan.
“Does this make me look like I have pigtails? It’s SUPPOSED to be manly!”
“Guys. WHAT. IS. THIS.”
“There’s a dorky monkey on my head.”
So until his thick and luscious hair grows back, Calvin will be sportin’ a hat.
(And if you were wondering, he’s back to being the most popular baby in the store!)