I’ll level with you all.  I don’t like the idea of my daughter being out amongst you people.

Yes, I’m aware that this is completely irrational.  And yes, I understand that she does have to leave the house at some point.  But Jen said this morning that she planned to take her to The Dirt Mall on Friday, and I found this prospect…disturbing.
I mean, my brother and I walk a lap through Memorial City Mall every weekday during our lunch break, and I’ve seen the slipshod mouth-breathers that lurch along its squalid hallways.

The denizens of the Dirt Mall are worse…

A 25% off sale at the Hollister outlet

She also mentioned that she planned on taking Daphne to meet her great-grandmother at the senior living center on Sunday, which I think is a fantastic idea.  But I must admit, the thought of pushing our daughter through the hallways of that place caused the same emotional recoil.

“Um.  So no one…  I mean, aside from your grandmother…  No one is going to touch her though, right?”

Because how would you NOT want to pick this little one up?

Alas, I have resigned myself to opening the doors of the world to her, and allowing her to go…shopping.   And I really do think it’s awesome that her great-grandmother will finally get to meet her.  That definitely needs to happen.

This is just something I’m going to have to get over.

*sigh*

j.s.