This, my friends, is the life. You're flexible enough to squat for relatively long periods of time, and all you need are your pacifier and your bear-in-a-bunny-suit, because you're so cute that grown-ups are more than happy to take care of everything else for you.
To take this picture, I squatted and pushed down the shutter as fast as I could from pretty far away and cropped the image at home---I didn't want anyone to think I was planning soemthing, uhm, unsavory.
Have you noticed? There are cute babies and toddlers everywhere. It's a conspiracy. They are adorable, and sometimes I feel like I want to have one of my own. It's hormonal betrayal. No, no, no! There will be no little Zs running around. Whenever mommy feelings ambush me, I lay down until the feelings go away. Napping helps, too, as does ice cream.
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