Yesterday Avery informed me that Toma spits his milk at her during lunch and pulls her hair. After questioning her on how she handles the situation I was just about to tell her sometimes boys act like that when they like you. Before I had the chance however, she said, “he only does that because he thinks I’m pretty.” Okay then. So I told her what I was about to say about boys acting like that when they like you. And she countered, “Ricky doesn’t act like that and he likes me too.” (Ricky is soooo cute! BTW). “He wants me to be his girlfriend but I told him I’m not going to be a girlfriend until I’m older. Like, maybe 20. Or 15. Something like that.” Sweet! Way to go, girl! Now I’m going to print this out and have her sign it.
In other “proud” Mama news, I had to take the little ones to an appointment with me. They were so good. Brittain barely made a peep. Mason entertained himself with his cars and singing They Might Be Giants. Several different people commented on how well-behaved my son was. He even earned himself a sucker from one lady. So, I will take those comments and put them away for a rainy day when he is not being so… what did she say? Ah, yes…well-behaved.
Then we had one more stop at the post office. Oh my lucky stars. This is what was ahead of me in line.
a Bye Bye Buggy. Have you ever seen such a thing?! And directly in front of the 6-seater was the 4-seater version. Both were full. (And they had one walker besides.) Granted, they were not all from the same family but do you know that not one single person in that post office looked at me and said, “Wow, it looks like you have your hands full.” Nice. Maybe I can plan my errands around this crew. What I would like to know is how in the world one person can push that thing! I am out of breath and huffing it with just a double stroller going up the hill to Avery’s school and back. Forget about meandering all over downtown.