On Saturday I met up with some friends from my preemie-mom support group for a trip to the Georgia Aquarium. There aren’t a lot of local resources for micro-preemie mamas so we’re spread out among the southeast and this was the first time some of us had met in person. We were like “I just met you, and this is crazy but here’s my number, I had a tiny baby”
The six of us had eight babies in strollers. People at the crowded aquarium on a Saturday in the summertime loved us. No seriously, have you ever seen eight premature toddlers together? It’s like, the epitome of cuteness. People totally forgive you for taking up an entire aisle because they turn around to give you A LOOK but then they catch sight of this line of uber cute babies and they’re all “CUTE TINY BABIES!”
My favorite part? The penguins. They didn’t really even do anything except stand around looking debonaire but there is something incredibly charming about penguins. Scarlette’s favorite part? The otters. She kept laughing and pointing and clapping her hands at the otters. And I was all “Look how much she loves the otters! That’s so sweet! Maybe I’ll buy her a stuffed otter and she’ll actually touch it!”
And then I noticed that the otters were playing with a pink frisbee and as it so happens, Scarlette is obsessed with frisbees. She is constantly pulling frisbees out of the toy bin and gleefully carrying them around the house. So probably she was just like “Frisbee! FRISBEEEEEE!!!” but whatever.
Also, look how cute Scarlette’s friend Cora is. I am incredibly jealous of her pigtails. My child is seriously lacking in the hair department.
As I left, I passed a group of teenage guys going in and one of them said “If someone bombed this aquarium there’d be like, a major flood.” And then a little girl behind them started crying and screaming “I don’t want to go to the aquarium! I don’t want to be in a flood!”
That little girl is totally me twenty years ago.
