Sebastien Wilcox

And by the looks of it, she’s not going to be a lawyer either. I’m cool with it.  Although she’s just twelve months old, she seems to have a fascination with doors. Especially opening and closing them. Now, I love Zoe and she’s pretty entertaining and all and she’s fairly cute when she babbles, but this door thing is kind of getting to me.

There’s so much more my daughter could be doing with her life – learning a new language, volunteering, cooking, starting her own fashion line. Oh no, not stubborn little Zoe. She wants to be a doorman. Granted she’s pretty good at it if you watch your fingers. And hers. And sometimes you have to hold her up.  There’s not a door that Zoe passes that she doesn’t push or pull even when she’s cranky or crabby.

Now, this may come across as selfish and partially sexist, but shouldn’t a doorman be a man? I mean, they haven’t come up with the term door attendant or door server yet and there’s probably a good reason for that.  My advice to Zoe is that she needs to take a long hard look in the mirror to figure out that a) being a doorman isn’t the be all and end all and that b) she’s not a he.

The moral of this post? Zoe needs to stop hanging out with the bad babies at daycare. They’re a bad influence.