Ahhhh young love. My son, Ethan has informed me that he has found his wife-to-be. "Abigail" is a schoolmate of his in his morning Montessori class. Abigail has long braids and flip-flops. He has found this combination to be irresistable. Miss Abigail sent an invitation home with Mr. Ethan for him to attend her birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese's tomorrow night. My son was in seventh heaven.
When I got home tonight, he ran into me like a ton of bricks and insisted that we head to WALMART right away, so that he might get a suitable gift for his future wife. My oldest, Ashton, decided a little feminine input might be needed and decided to tag along. Apparently, I no longer qualify as female.
We got to WalMart, and I immediately infuriated my son by picking up a few odds and ends that we needed. I figured I could try to combine shopping trips into one, because let's face it, I like to visit WalMart two times in one week about as much as I like driving bamboo splinters under my fingernails. My shopping complete, we headed towards the toy aisle. On the way there, I discovered that my son has an budding case of "road rage". He was standing up in the basket area of the cart - trying to show me the most direct path to the toys. We turned a corner, and were confronted with some ladies congregated smack dab in the middle of the lane, just idling there while they gazed at the stuff on the shelves. I opened up my mouth to say 'excuse me' when Ethan shot his hands up in the air, as if he was praying for strength, and bellowed out "Oh come on folks... why are we just STANDING here!!!" My mouth, which was already beginning to open, fell to the floor. I just stood there for a second thinking "HOLY SHIT" when they started laughing. I babbled something to the effect of "Sorry... he's been driving with his father too much..." and went on our way quickly - (they cleared a path). As we trotted to the 'girly stuff', I had to (and yes - it pained me greatly) LECTURE him on the different ways to be polite. I mean, come on - I do try to teach my kids good manners, and while I find it hilarious that he did it, ( and it was EFFECTIVE) - I just can't have my 4 year old shouting at old ladies in WalMart.
So what does a 4 year old purchase to win the love of his beautiful Abigail? Ashton and I tried to interest him in the Barbie Dolls and cute little fuzzy kitty dolls and the like, but his heart was set on "The Gazillion Bubble Maker". He insisted that Abigail would LOVE it. Ashton finally conceded that yeah - she probably would love it, and told Ethan that he could buy that for her, only if she got to pick out the wrapping for it.
We traipsed across the store to the gift wrap aisle, and ran into a co-worker of mine. He's freaky. I try to avoid this guy, because he's always leering at me but we caught him head on. I gave him small talk - told him we were in a hurry, and said our good-byes. But hey!! Amazingly enough - HE had to buy gift-wrap too! WOW! He was stading in the aisle with us, and I decided to ignore him, when I heard Ashton say "What's the matter?!" to him. I looked around at her, and she was staring at my coworker. "Nothing!" he said, a little redfaced. "But you were staring at my mom's bottom!! Mommy - do you have something on your bottom?!" She dashed around to check. "Uhmm... gotta go!!" he said, and raced off. HAAAAHAHAHAA!!!! Ashton still can't figure out what was so intriguing about it, and frankly, after 3 kids - neither can I.
Ethan and Ashton picked out the wrap, but Ethan insisted on getting the card by himself. It's a big pink flower shaped card.
He told me he wants to write "I love Abigail" in it and has told me that he thinks he's pregnant and Abigail is going to be the mommy. I can't wait for the party tomorrow!
Young Love!!
That's funny, my kid had a girl in HIS class named Abby that he liked a lot. Unfortunately she just turned 3 and got moved out of the class.
Young love torn apart! Maybe it'll be like Grease and they'll meet again someday...