I picked SweetCheeks up
to give her Mom time
to do their taxes
a couple of weeks ago
uninterrrupted.
Imagine that!
I told my daughter that
I had to go to Lowes
but I would take
SweetCheeks with me.
SweetCheeks immediately'
informed me that she
hated Lowes.
I think her exact words were~
I HAHTE LOWES, NANA!
Too bad!
Do you want to go with Nana
or stay with Mom and
stay quiet so she
can work on taxes?
*big sigh*
I'hll go witth yohu
but I stihll hate Lowes!
She brightened a bit
when I told her they had
flowers and we would find
something to do with
gardening that she could have
to "help me" come summer.
Immediately upon walking
in we found it..
the perfect thing..
a DorathuExplhoharh
watering can.
She smiled sweetly
and was a very good girl
while I found what I needed.
Of course, before I left the
store I had to go to the bathroom.
I don't know why because
I only drank about 4 cups of
coffee and had
ONE STARBUCKS LATTE.
~Do you think they will ever
pay me for all the free advertising I
give them~
Anyway..
IN THE BATHROOM
the conversation goes something like
this....
I dohn't haffta go.
Well, I do..
There is noone in here so just
sit tight and look at
your cute self in the mirror
while Nana goes potty.
Oh-kay...
I close Door#1 behind me.
I hear footsteps coming in..
and peek through the crack
(why are we all so paranoid)
to make sure SweetCheeks is
still right where I can see her.
She is still looking at herself in
the mirror.
I uh...ummm..you know- tinkle-
for lack of a more technical term-
and go out to wash my hands.
I get my camera out to
take a pic of SweetCheeks
making faces at herself in the mirror.
Nana?
Yes, honey?
Did yohu see that wooman?
(Oh dear Lord in Heaven...
please...please...please...
it is echo-y in here and the
water is too quiet to drown
out any "secrets")
Nana?
Are we ready to go, SweetCheeks?
Noh...NANA!?
What?
Did you see that lady?
No..I can't help myself..
I am taking pictures.
Her looks like this...
Lord...please..please...please
don't let me start to laugh...
Her dusn't haff eny teeth..
her looks like this...
My face starts burning..
SweetCheeks is smiling happily...
like she has uncovered a nice
big secret.
Shhhhh...I whisper..That's
not nice....
Let's go..
Okay..Nana...
But you know whut else?
(silently to myself...I am NOT asking)
Yohu know how come I knohw that...
cuz hers smiled at me.
I think hers smiled at me cuz
hers liked my
Dorha the Explorah
water can.
I hear rustling..
I hear flushing..
but I am OUT THE DOOR..
before I have to
see the poor soul
that was locked behind
Door Number Two.
SweetCheeks last words?
Nana~WHY arhe yohu ahlways
is such a hurrhy?
It could be because I
don't want to get
"the look"...
you know..
"the look"
the one reserved for people
that can't keep their
kids "in tow".
I'll take my chances with
letting the chatter flow
because you never know
what pearls of wisdom
will drop from the mouths of babes.
Of course, you gotta take the good
with the bad...
If they say the wrong thing....
Just look at them like they belong to
someone else and pretend you
are babysitting.
It worked with my own kids
and it works even better
with grandkids!