Friday, September 21, 2012

mama moments: overshare at library storytime.

Eden loves to speak the truth without restraint. Especially in public places. At the fire hall on Monday, the fire captain asked if any of the children owned bikes. A few of the kids raised their hands. But, Eden had to pipe up and mention, "I do have a bike, but NOT a helmet, so my Mommy won't let me ride it!"

Thank you, Eden, for telling a firefighter that I do not have the proper headgear for my bike-riding five year old. At least she mentioned I don't let her ride without one!

So that was Monday.

Tuesday, at library storytime, the storytime mother began reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? The mother paused and asked, "A purple cat?! Does anyone here have a cat?"

Without hesitation, Eden replies, "Oh, we cannot have a cat. My Daddy is allergic to the fur. But we do have a dog. It bit me twice".

Official library storytime overshare. And the dog did nip at her twice. And yes, we are in the process of giving him away.

{This was taken a few weeks back when the puppets visited storytime. Augs cried the entire time.}

So that was Monday and Tuesday. Aside from church, we have not left the house since Wednesday.

Any "overshares" you would like to, well, share? At least she stopped telling people at the store that Brandon kisses me too much...

4 comments:

messageinamasonjar.com said...

Hilarious (except for the anxious pup of course). We prayed long and hard for an answer for our hooligan hound (who had bitten our elderly neighbor over the fence) and God swept us off our feet by bringing to our door the grandson of the man who founded the Treeing Walker breed in the 1930s. The guy "happened" to be doing construction next door, noticed we had one of his kind of hunting dogs living with us and wanted to give us a book his grandfather had written. Six months and another bite later (this time on our son) and after rejection after rejection from shelters and rescues, etc., I found the construction worker's number in the front of that book and called him bawling my eyes out. He came the next day and took our dog to live on the farm and learn how to hunt with his fellow hounds on the very property once owned by the grandpa. (If you want the whole story, search "animal behavior" on my blog.) I hope you find as happy of a solution as we did...only much more quickly. Either way, you've got plenty to keep you smiling (even if awkwardly) with these over-shares. Laughing with you!
-Darcy

aubrey said...

Love kid overshares! One mine:
We were in line at the dreaded post office when Mase YELLED "mom I want to be a police man so I can shoot people!"
Yep, just smiled. Just smiled.

christie elkins. said...

Darcy: Wow, your story sounds similar to mine! Cannot WAIT to get rid of this dog!

christie elkins. said...

Aubrey: I LOVE it. Brandon would be so proud. Not sure talking about shooting up the place in the post office is the best locale, but hey ;)