At our Ren Fest, two years ago, I was standing in the beer line with my son on my back. The wife had taken the older kids to get food and I was on drink duty. A woman dressed up as a mushroom behind me in line tapped me on the shoulder. The conversation went as follows:

Mush: Excuse me. Your baby is so... Me: Than... Mush: judgmental looking. Me: ... ... Duly noted.

I gotta admit, truth be told, he does look pretty judgy.