While we were shopping at the co-op on this crowded Thursday morning, Larkin and Finn were perusing the bulk section trying to make some selections. Larkin wanted something fruity and gummy and couldn't remember if she liked the gummy fruit slices or if she should stick with gummy worms. She called (loudly) out to me (while I was 15 feet away innocently scooping granola into a jar), "Jenny? Do I like wedgies?"
At least four solo, adult shoppers giggled.
Finn noticed the public amusement and so I found myself in the middle of the busy co-op explaining exactly what a wedgie is.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Of Earrings and Angry Birds
Larkin has been talking about getting her ears pierced since she was about 3, but was scared enough about the process (you know, what with the actual Piercing and all) that she chose to wait until she was "older." I seem to remember 7 being bandied about as some sort of magic ear-piercing age. Well, after a conversation with her teenage friend Janey and a play date with her slightly-younger-but-already-pierced friend Tia, she was ready to go.
So off we went to the Piercing Pagoda at the mall where Larkin took one look at the selection of piercing studs and promptly chose the most expensive ones available. Apparently, sparkly butterflies are priced at a premium. She barely flinched at the actual piercing and was very attentive to the cleaning instructions doled out by the lady running the booth. She has only needed occasional reminders to include ear-cleaning in her morning and evening routines and is pleased as punch with her new ability to accessorize.
On our way to the Piercing Pagoda, we passed a store with this on display:
I mean the bird, not the kids. Finn has been enthralled by the Angry Birds game on Emile's phone and had been talking about how much he would like a stuffed Angry Bird. I didn't know such a thing even existed so I had been cautious in encouraging his expectations. Suffice it to say, there were paroxysms of joy in the mall corridor when we spotted this.
If you haven't played the game, I highly recommend it. You use a sling shot to fling Very Angry Birds at their demonically smug pig nemeses who hide themselves in complicated tower structures. Since our serendipitous mall find, we have spent many hours constructing towers at which to fling our very own angry bird.
In other news, totally unrelated to either earrings or angry birds, Larkin recently referred to the local elementary school as "that juggling place." I was amused, although it does make sense since her only experiences with the place have been either on the playground or attending juggling club meetings with Emile.
So off we went to the Piercing Pagoda at the mall where Larkin took one look at the selection of piercing studs and promptly chose the most expensive ones available. Apparently, sparkly butterflies are priced at a premium. She barely flinched at the actual piercing and was very attentive to the cleaning instructions doled out by the lady running the booth. She has only needed occasional reminders to include ear-cleaning in her morning and evening routines and is pleased as punch with her new ability to accessorize.
On our way to the Piercing Pagoda, we passed a store with this on display:
I mean the bird, not the kids. Finn has been enthralled by the Angry Birds game on Emile's phone and had been talking about how much he would like a stuffed Angry Bird. I didn't know such a thing even existed so I had been cautious in encouraging his expectations. Suffice it to say, there were paroxysms of joy in the mall corridor when we spotted this.
If you haven't played the game, I highly recommend it. You use a sling shot to fling Very Angry Birds at their demonically smug pig nemeses who hide themselves in complicated tower structures. Since our serendipitous mall find, we have spent many hours constructing towers at which to fling our very own angry bird.
In other news, totally unrelated to either earrings or angry birds, Larkin recently referred to the local elementary school as "that juggling place." I was amused, although it does make sense since her only experiences with the place have been either on the playground or attending juggling club meetings with Emile.
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