And then there are times…
…when I think I have the best job in the world.
The girls were having their mid-noon snack of almonds and sunflower seeds (true, I feed them bird food now and then). I was in the kitchen cutting up celery for dinner when in a moment of epiphany, Rae voiced her thoughts.
“Mommy, Daddy and me will go to Chuck E. Cheese’s. You and Mei Mei stay here, okay?”
Chuck E. Cheese is like an indoor playground with video games and the like. She’d seen the ads on TV.
“What about Mei Mei?” I ventured.
“She’s too small,” she said, munching on an almond.
“And what about Mommy then? Why must I stay home?”
She looked at me, chewing, swinging her legs, hair in usual disarray.
As if trying to mince her words.
And then, in a carefully lowered tone, just a little louder than a whisper, my four-year old answered.
“You’re too big, Mommy.”
Another almond in the mouth.
“You’ve got to be MY size!”
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July 27th, 2006 at 10:23 am
The Canadian equivalent to Chuck E Cheese is Choo-Choo Charlie’s. It’s full of games and bounce houses and flashing lights…epileptics should not go there. I always leave with a migraine.
I’m LOL at Rae. Julia says stuff like that to me all the time. “Mummy, you can’t go on the slide because your bum’s too big. Mummy, your tummy is squishy, like Play-Doh.”
That’s love, baby.
July 27th, 2006 at 5:38 pm
so funny what they can say..
Jamie tells me that he loves my wobbly belly (sigh the dreaded mummy belly) and he wants one when he grows up! HAHAHAHAHA
They tell it how it is sometimes…