Ladies, turns out you are OK

Despite the possible female conspiracy against me, I think I'm warming up to the ladies. On Friday there was a super-hot lady talking to Dad and I at Boulangerie. She thought I was the best baby ever. Then on Saturday night at the Coppola restaurant in Palo Alto, a lady walked up to Mom and asked to hold me. She was trying to be helpful by giving Mom a break from holding me and eating one-handed. Anyway, this fine lady proceeded to pick me up and plaster my face right into her ample cleavage. Yee-hah! Some guys have all the luck...