Who's Your Mommy? Who's Your Daddy?
So I've got this 4 year old son. Let's call him BooBoo. We take the kids for the monthly McDonalds splurge, bring it home to the picnic table. My BooBoo points to the woman on the McDonalds bag and says,
"Look - its a Mommy"
So I look at the bag, look back at him, (my hackels are up) and say, "Hmm, what makes her a Mommy?"
"Ummmmm" (accompanied by a total look of confusion)
I guess every woman over the age of 16 is a "Mommy" to him. Oh he'll learn. Because I am NOT a "mommy." I am his mommy, but don't toss no oversized "mommy" stereotype on me. Remember, I'm the one who went out shoe shopping (too fat to clothes shop, don't laugh) when he was three months old and came home with the infamous cheetah boots.
So I'm sure you are curious - the woman is "Maya." She's the yoga chick for the McDonalds Adult Happy Meal DVD prize. (sounds DIRTY doesn't it???? hee hee hee - bet corporate didn't catch that)
I've also got this 2 year old daughter. Let's call her GirlGirl. We're at a daytime party, but I'm stuck in the garage with my Bloody Mary talking to a 2 year old because she's, well, 2. So no adult conversation for me. I can glance over at them crowded around the bar and food - but that is it. She's babbling and driving a tricycle around in circles. She stops suddenly and looks up on top of a shelf, points at this and says,
"There's a Daddy!"
"Oh, honey, you are correct, Elvis does have a daughter. That's right, he's a Daddy."
Not sure what my husband thinks about this. But if a HIDEOUS bust of Elvis can be Daddy, I'm ok with Maya as Mommy. Do you think they make a good couple?
Cheers! Heidi
Comments
Oh, yeah. That Elvis may have no body or legs, but Maya seems fit enough. She could just tuck him under her arm and they could jog right into the sunset.
I'm thinking if Elvis had had a yoga instructor girlfriend his life would have taken a whole different path than it did. ;) LOL
pretty funny. yesterday, my boss was working from home and called me. she put her son on the phone because he wanted to talk to me; thinking i was the same as another amanda he met in the park last week. everyone is interchangeable to kids that age...right? don't you wish we could get away with that?
