Identity Crisis
I've been meaning to blog this for a few days and now that I've got my wireless working again I can do so from my laptop! Whoo hoo!
So got to hang out with Drama Queen and Wild Boy the other night while Quinn was working and daddy was out of town. I picked them up from their daycare and took them to McDonald's for their play date with a few other kids from school. Quinn had given me the run down but apparently now it has taken off and the whole day care now goes over there on Wednesdays. We took over a whole corner of the place and it was a bit overwhelming at first.
As we walked in the first of DQ's friends that we met asked "Are you the Grandma?"
Um, no. But he's, what, four? You gonna get upset over that? No.
Then as we sat down a big-eyed girl loudly asked, "Are you the NEW mommy?"
Again, no. "I'm an auntie." I decided that would work.
The next child to question my place in this world asked DQ directly and, while I didn't hear her response, the girl ran over to her mother announcing "She's her FAIRY godmother!!" clearly quite impressed.
I looked at DQ who smiled at me. She was a little smug. And, so was I.
And then Wild Boy informed be that he did not want the robot toy in his "boy" happy meal but wanted a My Little Pony like his sister's had.
Who needs labels? It's good to make your own.
So got to hang out with Drama Queen and Wild Boy the other night while Quinn was working and daddy was out of town. I picked them up from their daycare and took them to McDonald's for their play date with a few other kids from school. Quinn had given me the run down but apparently now it has taken off and the whole day care now goes over there on Wednesdays. We took over a whole corner of the place and it was a bit overwhelming at first.
As we walked in the first of DQ's friends that we met asked "Are you the Grandma?"
Um, no. But he's, what, four? You gonna get upset over that? No.
Then as we sat down a big-eyed girl loudly asked, "Are you the NEW mommy?"
Again, no. "I'm an auntie." I decided that would work.
The next child to question my place in this world asked DQ directly and, while I didn't hear her response, the girl ran over to her mother announcing "She's her FAIRY godmother!!" clearly quite impressed.
I looked at DQ who smiled at me. She was a little smug. And, so was I.
And then Wild Boy informed be that he did not want the robot toy in his "boy" happy meal but wanted a My Little Pony like his sister's had.
Who needs labels? It's good to make your own.
1 Comments:
At 9:05 PM, Courtney said…
I freakin' love this story. Thanks again.
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