I feel so special
I woke up, rubbed my eyes, and stumbled out of my bed. A quick hunt around for my glasses - hard to do when you are blind, the glasses are not where they are supposed to be, and the lights are off - and I carefully made my way downstairs.
Where I was greeted by the supernaturally chipper voice of my seven year old. "Good morning, Mommy! I've been up for a LONG time now! I'm watching tv with Daddy!"
A glance at The Hubster confirmed my first impression - he was stoned out asleep. Dead to the world. He frequently lays down on the sofa when he comes home from work, as he is too hyped to go straight to bed, like a normal person would. Somewhere in the neighborhood of, say, fifteen minutes later, he's asleep. There are many mornings that I come down to see at least one, and many times, two or three, children sleeping with him. I have been a bit worried about the kids seeing something on tv that they don't need to see, but so far, so good.
"Mommy! Mommy, guess what!!! I was watching this show with Daddy, and I saw this pair of pants that I...." Her voice went on and on, and I felt my way to the coffee pot while trying to process what she was talking about. She was really excited, and talking so fast I couldn't get every word. More like every fourth. I thought she must have seen something that she wanted me to buy for her.
She ran over to the sofa, grabbed a piece of paper, and thrust it under my eyes. "See! Here it is!"
I looked, but it really didn't make sense to me. I asked her to explain, slowly, and this time I got it.
My child had been watching QVC. She saw a pair of yoga pants, and got a piece of paper. She was *certain* that I would love them. She copied down the item number, the name of them - Balance Yoga Pants - the price - $36.50 - and the phone number that I should call to order them.
I felt so important to her. I could imagine her, in her excitement, running to the drawer to get paper and pencil. I could see her concentrating, tongue between her teeth, as she carefully copied all of the information down just.right., so I could get the pants that she was certain I'd enjoy.
I really felt loved and special.
that is just so sweet. Awwww...
Posted by: rachel | May 21, 2005 at 03:09 PM
AW! Adorable! I love it! You better buy those pants and wear 'em every day!
Posted by: Dollymama | May 21, 2005 at 03:46 PM
That IS very sweet. I think you should attempt to order them; maybe they'll be out of your size, if you don't really want them. You know you can buy online, too.
Posted by: Stephanie C. | May 21, 2005 at 05:45 PM
Every once in a while, they create a memory that keeps you from strangling them later...when they're teenagers...
Posted by: lucy | May 21, 2005 at 11:39 PM
That totally made me laugh! What a sweetie!
Posted by: Mel | May 22, 2005 at 12:36 AM
So cute, but what I want to know is,
did you order them???
Posted by: chris | May 22, 2005 at 08:23 AM
What a sweetheart!
Posted by: Jenny | May 22, 2005 at 11:03 AM
wow. She wanted you to get the pants for YOURSELF? Not for HER?
That's one amazing 7-year-old.
Once again, MTTSM, you've done something right.
Posted by: kalisah | May 23, 2005 at 10:47 AM