You know when people say ‘I lost my kid in a department store when they were little….’ Well, M tried to lose me at Nordstroms today. No joke. He saw a kid at a coloring table and waved me off. Granted, I could have looked better and I was patching concrete and powerwashing a porch earlier (or maybe I was just watching J and Tony do it….but I was still sweating).
Speaking of that…I am tired. I’m tired of chasing kids around a house that ISN’T CHILDPROOFED. Oh the humanity! I didn’t know there were homes still like that. All clean and no crumbs anywhere. Fridges that didn’t have American cheese slices as a primary food group. Beds that were made and didn’t have random stains on them. I had to bring my own juice boxes (for Tony) and wonder where to change M. I don’t wonder where to change him at our house or even at Mom’s for that matter. Oh that Auntie Cait….she even has naked outlets. NAKED OUTLETS!!! Who does that??
But I digress. M was all ‘see ya’ and I had to beg him to come with me. Beg. With a Starbucks. Pretty sure my grandparents didn’t do that. EVER. (My, I’m into capitalizing lately). Once he had his bribe in his hands, we headed to Kansas Sampler. The boy didn’t have a Jayhawk shirt that fit. So…the injustice had to be fixed. Didn’t realize the entire city of KC was thinking the same thing. Except they were buying plastic signs that said ‘Rock Chalk this’. Who buys that?
There was a conversation today between L and I where I had to explain why there are so many people being hit in the crotch on a silly little show called America’s Funniest Home Videos’. Who knew. I watched that show during my childhood and pretty sure I never asked why the parent never knew the kid with the bat near their netherr egions wasn’t a good idea. But L sure did. 6 times. He was judging like there were idiots. Smart kid. I bet he won’t buy a ‘Rock Chalk this’ sign when he’s my age. Fingers crossed.
Either way, from asking me to rewind a ‘regular’ TV or asking me if his YouTube search was done….my boys are having a wacky childhood. Wacky with a capital W.