Thursday, September 23, 2010

Day 12: Making up for Day 11

Shirley Temple - America's Sweetheart Collection, Vol. 3 (Dimples / The Little Colonel / The Littlest Rebel)We made up for Tuesday's near failure by getting out of the house 3 whole times on Wednesday. To the mall, to the grocery store and swimming.

The mall was good exercise, but made me wonder why I didn't spend more time shopping in my pre-baby days. Ann Taylor Loft has some really cute stuff right now.

I did find something to take my mind off the cute clothes I wasn't buying, a buck naked child. Not mine, he can't get out of his clothes, yet. This was a random child in the middle of the mall wearing only a pair of white shoes with what looked like her mom, dad and grandpa. When she saw us, the child's mother said, "See, there's a baby who isn't crying." The child wasn't crying as we walked by, so clearly we had just missed some major drama.

I can only imagine how the poor family ended up at that point.....Mom, Dad and Grandpa bring adorable little girl dressed in Shirley Temple style dress to the mall to get a giant lollipop. The four of them are holding and hands, skipping and (because I'm the one making things up) singing "We're off to See the Wizard." They skip down the main road and past the fountain in the center of the mall. Little girl is starting to realizing how hot she is and how scratchy the collar of her dress is and how wonderful the fountain sounds. Her skips are getting shorter and slower and her singing softer. Suddenly, she twists away from her family and is running back down the road to the fountain, dress flying over her head and diaper landing in a nearby planter. Naked (except for her shoes) she runs through the fountain, rejoicing in the coolness and the freedom. Embarrassed, her family pulls her away, dries her off and moves several stores away from the fountain to avoid the curious stares. The little girl breaks into sobs and only finds the will to stop crying and agree to clothe herself when she beholds the angelic, non-crying face of my little boy. Which is of course why her mom thought the phrase "See, there's a baby who isn't crying," would do anyone any good. They all went off together holding hands again and singing "The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music." I'm pretty sure that's what happened anyway.

Cost: $0
Age: 7.5 months

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