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Yesterday I found myself pretending to shop Ann Taylor’s Spring 2012 Nautical Collection so that I could secretly snap pics of a classic case of baby doll abuse and photo bomb my sister, Fawn. I know it sounds creepy for a grown woman to hide behind clothes and use her camera phone to take pictures of a little kid (ok, it actually is creepy) but in all honesty I spied the little thing aggressively rolling her baby doll through cosmetics and couldn’t help but draw a parallel between her expression and the one most new mothers develop sometime during the third week of mommiehood and I had to share it with Fawn. It was the “I’m tired of dragging this thing thing around!” look… but unlike real new mommies she didn’t care if the world knew how much she was hating life.
I would have snapped and left but considering it was 3 pm and she was refusing to say hello to the friend her mother just bumped into, I knew she was right on the edge of that very moment when her rage at being saddled with a very bad decision (to roll Baby around all day) was about to take over and she was going to whirl Baby across jewelry and collapse into an uncontrollable fit of screams and I just couldn’t miss it!

