First is a conversation I heard a few nights ago as we were looking at Christmas lights...
Jmama: (softly as if to her fellow seatmates) Quit, stop, ..... no, your crowding me....
I, of course pay little attention, she must be fighting with the boy.
Jmama: (a little louder) Quuuiiitttt, stop crowding up on me...
I turn to see if the boy has escaped from his containment device and is in the process of torturing his sister. Nope, not much more then the expected rise of his chest and the curve of his mouth around his processor appendage, generally called a thumb.
I then turn to the other seatmate, who is looking out the window enjoying the very thing we were doing, looking at lights (can you say cheap entertainment).
Now I am back to the look at her, she is in a all out wiggle in her own semi-containment device.
Me: What is wrong? (yes more than a little annoyance has made it's way from my lips)
Jmama: Their crowding up on me.
Me: Who? (Major sarcasm, I already know that the other seatmates are occupying their own personal space)
Jmama: The lights, their crowding up on me. See... (as we make our way to yet another Griswald type home)
Now I'm laughing so hard nothing but the faint sound of an asthma attack is heard.
Oh the precious joy of being a momma....
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Now on to the next joyous moment,
We went to a friends house for some Christmas festivities. Playdates for all. Girls are playing, boys are resting, dogs are chasing, moms are talking real conversations. Great time!
She had made the girls "Little House on the Prairie" bonnets for Christmas. Now my friend is not a seamstress, more like a beginner, and she had slaved away the night before, making these gifts for my children.
Don't you wish sometimes you had that first reaction on film, like you could send it away and make lots of excessively taxed cash? This is one of those times, a priceless reaction only in a still image. Do your kids ever do this when given a gift....
