Archive for January 2014

The Mall, Stinking Boys & Ron Jeremy

Having tons of errands to run and a husband off at work, I took the three year old little lady with me this afternoon & evening. She & I ran around town & completed the list of errands with the last stops being at the mall.

The promise of her playing at the cool little mall playground if she behaved really well while running errands worked like a charm although we rarely have to bribe her anymore. She is so good and so much fun to be around on a consistent basis. She’s such a blessing.

She was awesome while I did what I needed to do. We went to the play area and she played and ran around and climbed and did what children are supposed to do; she had fun. When I told her it was time to go, she got her shoes, I helped her in them and we walked out to the parking garage and into the car.

I buckled her into her car seat and she asked if she could watch a movie when we got home. I told her we couldn’t because it was bath time. She asked me if she smelled like a boy. I repeated her question to her with an obviously confused look on my face. Had she stumbled onto her dad’s cologne somehow? Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine her saying in response to my confusion, “yeah. Do I smell like a boy cuz boys stink.”

I cracked up as I closed the door, got in the drivers seat & turned on the ignition. As we pulled out of the parking garage, I saw a familiar face waiting at the valet area. It was Ron Jeremy, likely the stinkiest boy around.

Perhaps we had walked by him and I hadn’t even noticed? Regardless, the timing could not have been more hysterical to me. These are the days of my life.

Even on days like today, when I have been struggling emotionally with thoughts about things like where my career is and where it’s going and missing my dad so strongly, these other surreal moments with our little girl continue to amaze me and make me feel so alive and thankful for what I have, who I am and what my life is here and now.

“I Only Have A Tiny Buzz,” says the 3 year old

Little lady asked me if she could take her big Toy Story Woody character doll with us in the car the other day as we were getting ready to go to school. I said it was fine, so off we went. We were walking to the elevator when one of our neighbors also walked out of their home and joined us as we waited for the elevator.

Our neighbor said to the little lady, “hey! Cool toy! Do you also have a Buzz doll?”

She does, but its about 1/4 the size of the Woody doll. Its a mini plastic figure that came as a set with a bunch of the other characters from the movies.

Little lady replied to the neighbor’s question saying, “yes. I do! But I only have a tiny buzz.”

So to recap, she has now told people she got a big Woody for Christmas but only has a tiny Buzz.