As the doll and I walked down the street toward my dad’s house yesterday, she complained to me, “Mom, when I walk like this my right pinkie toe hurts.” Not really paying attention at first I replied, “Well then, don’t walk on it….” “But mom, how can I not walk using my toe?” Looking back at her I asked “How about I step on the same toe of your other foot, making a matched set?” “Mom!! Why…..how could that make it better?” she replied. “Well it would make me feel better, because then you really would have something to complain about…” I smiled.
We continued to walk and she recalled some of her day at school. She was particularly excited because some girl-a popular girl, listed her among her best friends. “Mom, can you believe it?” she said with a giant smile. “That’s wonderful doll. Perhaps she had more fun than we thought at your birthday sleep over” I replied. “Oh, and you wanna know the best part?” “What?” I replied. “I listed her as one of mine too.” “Was that before you heard her list?” I wondered. “Yep, I basically listed all the girls” she replied. I stopped, leaned over and gave her a hug saying, “Way to go doll…be nice and friendly with everyone is the best course to take.” She smiled, shaking her head in agreement.
Last night KLR made a surprise stop over at our house to play with the boy. We haven’t seen him in a while, but the boy still considers him his best friend. While the boys played Bionicles and watched television, I could hear the boy making obnoxious noises. “Boy, you sound like a Wookie!” I yelled above the TV din. “That’s what I’m trying to sound like” he replied before going back to the obnoxious noise. “Boy, please stop with Wookie noises” I shouted back. KLR replied, “He’s trying to, what is that word, oh yeah, He’s just trying to annoy me”. Smiling I replied, “KLR if that noise he’s making doesn’t annoy you, you’re a better man than me!” All the kids started laughing before the boy said, “Well mom, you’re not a man so how does that make sense?” “Got ya to stop making those noises, didn’t I?” The boy walked into the kitchen, where I was seated and said, “Ah….hem”. “Boy, knock off the Wookie noises–if you know what’s good for ya…” I said, implying something more…
He knocked off the Wookie noise and turned to another annoying sound. In an effort not to embarrass him further, I found some ear plugs, which helped tremendously the rest of the evening.