The people at the next table had a really cute baby boy, who was perched looking over his dad's shoulder at me. I made faces at the baby as I ate and he smiled at me and watched me eat. When I got up to leave, he started to fuss. I went to throw away my napkin and return my tray and he let out an audible cry. I returned to the table to gather my purse and sweater, and he calmed down. When I left, he broke into all-out bawling.
Yup, that's me: still making the boys cry!
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