There are those days

When I want to bonk the kidlet right on the head.  Then there are days, like today, when I just want to smooch him.

We were out of bread (the kidlet is in his “three sandwiches for lunch” mode…a growth spurt is coming!) and needed to go to the grocery store.  It’s a nice day out and the grocery store isn’t far, so we decided to walk.  We did our grocery shopping (we each got a jar of baby food for a snack - Blueberry Buckle – YUM!) and checked out.  On the way out of the store, there was a woman sitting on the bench outside.  Apparently, she was looking at us as we walked by.  After we were out of the woman’s earshot, he looks up at me all seriously and said “Did you see that lady staring at you?”  and when I answered no, he said “Apparently she’s never seen a pretty mom before”.  I laughed because I went to the grocery store with ZERO makeup on, my hair’s a mess and I have to wear my glasses because my eye is still swollen.  I am wearing shorts and a t-shirt, like the kind I would wear to mow my lawn.  Not quite a red-carpet outfit.  Pretty??  Uh, not so much.  So, I looked at him and laughed and told him I surely didn’t look pretty in the getup I had on and he said, “Oh mom, you look pretty every day”.  Smoocheriffic!  I didn’t dare smooch him in public though (oh, the shame!) but thanked him and he smiled. 

Then, as we continued to walk, he told me he was going to make a list of why his mom is so awesome   I plan on framing that for future reference…

My niece the chicken

That’s my niece, Erin, on the left dressed like a giant chicken and the kidlet on the right.  He was the chicken’s assistant. Our family attends the annual chicken BBQ at my parents’ church every year and this year, my niece and I were going to take turns playing Henrietta the official BBQ mascot, but she was having so much fun, I just let her do it   Plus it was really hot and I didn’t feel like getting all gross and sweaty in that costume

I also left the BBQ earlier than planned.  I was having allergy issues and my right eye was itching so badly, I had to get home and take out my contacts.  My right eye swelled up and it looks like I got punched in the eye.  It’s gross.

I am glad I came home, I can only deal with my dysfunctional (we put the FUN in dysfunctional, let me tell you!) family for so long.  The kidlet was having fun and decided to stay to assist my niece while she played the chicken and later watch the fireworks.  My parents brought him home for me so I didn’t have to drive back to get him with only one good eye. 

While chatting with my brother while I was there, I learned that his route (he drives for my father’s trucking company) included him driving over that bridge that collapsed in Minnesota.  He said that he missed it by 4 hours…that made me sick in the pit of my stomach.  He could very easily have been on that bridge when it collapsed…scary.

I have laundry to fold and put away…I know, you’re jealous.