A few misunderstandings/bits of confusion that have happened recently that I think you'll enjoy . . .
I babysit for 'River'. She's a sweet 3 year old little girl who has a lisp. Combine that with her round face, her ample cheeks, and her expressive way of speaking and she regularly cracks me up. She is a bit shy and on Thursday the twin 3 year old girls who usually come on Thursdays were sick, so it was just River until the two preschool kids arrived off the bus at 11. I chatted with River about her dance class.
Me: RIVER, WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO DANCE CLASS? DO YOU HAVE A LEOTARD?
River: OH, YEAH - WE HAVE AVATAR. WE WATCHED IT ONE TIME.
Guessing leotards are worn in the advance class.
One day I was wearing a long, flowy, knit cardigan thing. I believe it's intended to wear with yoga type wardrobe pieces. I wear it with leggings. I don't wear it often, because I end up holding it shut/wrapping it around me which is sometimes hard while babysitting. Also, it's often too cold to wear only leggings.
The day I wore it . . .
River: WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?
Once she also grilled me on what I'd done to my hair. I don't remember if it was extra fuzzy, or flat, but she has things to say and I'm here for it.
One day River showed up with a large pimple on her cheek. It isn't something you normally see on a 3 year old, but these things happen. I knew it'd be an interesting discussion, so I asked her what happened. Her response did not disappoint.
River: I KNOW. I GOT A SIMPLE. (yep - she called her pimple a simple). MY SISTER TOLD ME THAT IT'S BECAUSE I EAT TOO MUCH JUNK FOOD.
It is my goal to get a snippet of River saying something entertaining on video, while her face is not facing my phone. Fingers crossed.
I got several of my kids a little mini waffle maker for Christmas. The gift was a big hit. Shortly after Christmas Reg made himself some waffles. As he ate them, I noticed that the cumin was out on the island. Hmm. I think another sib was looking for the cinnamon. Reg pointed at the cumin. Um, NO.
Reg: OH, THAT EXPLAINS THE WEIRD TASTE.
He continued to eat his breakfast.
A few weeks prior, Reg accidentally put Greek yogurt on his taco. He grabbed it instead of the sour cream. Hey, we all have our strengths - identifying clearly labeled food items while not blindfolded is not Reg's apparently. Room for growth.
Another tale of misidentification: I hosted a pasta party for the two varsity basketball teams in early January. Mini was still home from college. The party was a few days before Reg's Jan 9th birthday. The guys were chomping at the bit to inhale the desserts. I'd hoped to light a candle in the Rocky Road Fudge Bars so his teammates could sing. I was juggling a lot of hats, taking pasta out of the oven, clearing a space for the desserts.
|Totally off-subject, but|
this is a drinking
game table that Mini
and her college
buddy painted in our
Christmas break and then
brought back to school.
cup stack game? I think she
practiced with this.
The boys were swarming around the island and I realized I needed to get over to the buffet to get a candle from a drawer. I hadn't gotten it out in advance, because feeding two varsity teams is HECTIC.
I grabbed the candle from the drawer and was shuffling back to the island. I was behind a sea of teenagers who were facing the island. I kept my head down - I think I was trying to see if the candle lighter thing worked. Glancing up, I saw Mini's back. Using my hand, I pushed her on her low back and hollered MOVE. She moved, I made my way around the island, lit the candle, we sang, and I served dessert.
After the boys eat they raced down to the basement. The girls were lingering longer in the dining room chatting. When they came out to the kitchen for dessert, I had a sudden realization.
Me: OH MY GOSH. ELLIE. I'M SO SORRY. I PUSHED YOU EARLIER. I THOUGHT YOU WERE MINI.
You see, I looked up after grabbing the candle and I saw long, blond-ish hair and a tall body wearing a green sweater and I thought it was Mini, but it was NOT Mini. While the girls were eating their desserts, it suddenly clicked. Mini was NOT wearing a green sweater. Ellie WAS wearing a green sweater and she has long blond-ish hair and she's very tall like Mini.
So, I accidentally pushed the a kid that wasn't Mini. Ellie was too polite to correct me.
The entire girls' team heard me admit that I'd pushed Ellie out of my way, thinking it was Mini. We all enjoyed a good chuckle over that oops. Ellie shrugged and laughed and agreed not to press charges.
Coach and I attended a wedding Saturday for one of his former employees. I have things to share about the wedding, but one momentary mix up belongs here.
Coach's long-time and much-loved office manager, Betty, sat next to me. Betty left his clinic for greener pastures a few years back and is SO missed.
Mar, also a long time, much-loved employee, sat next to Coach.
Mar: ANY OTHER UPDATES WE NEED TO SHARE WITH BETTY?
Coach: JUST THAT ERNIE'S HAVING A BABY.
Mar: (face STRICKEN WITH SHOCK)
A second later, Mar realized- they work with another Ernie. His name is not Ernie, just like my name is not Ernie - but his name is the male version of my real name. If you know, you know. Cackling ensured.
Why will my asterisks not behave when I try to center align them? Any good 'oops' of late? Mistaken identity? Ingredient mix up? I have some humorous Mini stories to share in the near future. They do not disappoint.