My children have large heads. It's not surprising. Randy's got a Charlie Brown Head. I'm not embarrassed by it. I've actually embraced it. Henry was Charlie Brown for his first Halloween. However, when people I hardly know or complete strangers point out this obvious fact, it startles me somewhat.
The other day I had Maren in my lap and this little 4-yr-old girl walks right up to us. She stared at Maren for like 20 seconds without saying anything. I couldn't figure out exactly what she was looking at, but she was definitely concentrating. It's like she was trying to memorize every detail of Maren's face. Finally she looked up at me, leaned into my ear and said in a very low voice, "I think she's kinda got a big head." I just looked back at her for a few seconds and burst out laughing. The little girl just turned around and walked away.
The very next day I was grocery shopping with Henry and Maren. A very nice lady walked up to us from the opposite end of the aisle and commented on how beautiful my children are. She was complementing different features-- their fare skin, their blonde hair, blah blah blah, and then speaking of Henry, "And he has such a nice big head!" Excuse me, but what the hell kind of compliment is that? Her only saving grace was that she was obviously from some foreign country. I need to find out what country she was from. My family would be very popular there.