After months of working her groove out to "Single Ladies", my budding Beyonce has moved on to greener pastures. This transition is a great source of relief for me, especially since her preschool teacher pulled me aside to inform me that every day during bathroom break, Olivia spends a good minute singing and dancing to her favorite song before the mirrors.
Needless to say, my little O has discovered Taylor Swift.
Now, if only I could freeze her in time so when O enters the tween stage she has such an inspiring, young female figure.
As I prep my home for the sprinkling of showings that fill our week, my routine typically amounts to: putting away any clutter, ensuring that the countertops and floors sparkle, and working up a sweat to keep the vacuum lines in the carpet perfect and footprint free.
Unfortunately, Joseph thinks it's hysterical to play tag with the vacuum, running back and forth over my neat rows.
"When I was a kid my favorite relative was Unlce Caveman. After school we'd all goplay in his cave, and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn't until later that I found out that Uncle Caveman was a bear."-Jack Handey
As much as I love my Pandora radio stations, I wish there was another site that did the same comparative analysis with literature. If you love Return of the Native, you will also like..example 1, example 2, and example 3, based on plot, style, and genre.
If you caught my earlier post, you are well aware of my little guy's anxiety over letting go and though each day seems to bring some more progress (and by "progress" I mean taking under an hour), our recent trip to Upstate NY kind of threw a wrench in the steps toward routine.
As it were, the wedding day arrived, which also represented Day 4 of nothing.
Now, my previous wedding blog would lead you to believe that a certain flower girl stole the show, but that's really on half-true.
They're a package deal.
Unfortunately, my great wish to have my little man expel what needed expelling kind of came at a bad time.......
As quoted by Baudelaire, and later by Jim Carroll, and then even later and probably most famously by the yet revealed Keyser Soze, "The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist."
Well, my friends, I have that elusive proof of his existence and it exists on the television sets of porr, unsuspected children who know not what they are being exposed to.
I give you: The Prince of Darkness (otherwise known as Hip Hop Harry):
My little O did not fail to rise to the occasion of fulfilling her all important flower girl duties.....and now we're just trying to figure out how to bring her back down to earth.
1) Giving her the option of sitting with me or the maids proved ridiculous....she always opted for the maids.
2) Having run out of flowers halfway down the aisle at the rehearsal, I made sure I really stuffed her basket on the big day as well as whispered a gentle reminder that she need not throw them in such big bunches. All too eager to get it perfect (she took her job very seriously), she adeptly sprinkled them along as she walked, only to find that she had extra when she took her spot on the alter alongside the maids. By the time the ravishing bride arrived and assembled her train, Olivia decided to keep throwing them at her unbeknownst to the priest who went ahead with the ceremony.
3) She last through the hour long ceremony like a champ, finding all sorts of things to entertain herself with as the vows were exchanged. Chief among them: peeking out to see who was in attendance, calling to relatives she recognized and waving, and playing with the always fun kneeler, which she managed to drop on the unsuspecting bridesmaids' toes to their pain and surprise.
4) There was a quick break for some much needed fruit snacks.
5) She tried to get communion, though the now quick thinking bridesmaids quickly put a stop to that one.
In conclusion, she was fabulous....and she thoroughly enjoyed the reception following. She danced, and sang, and even got her cousin (the groom) to pilfer one of the cake flowers for her to eat. She was in heaven and has been replaying the events over and over again with her barbies (though, apparently this wedding is a little more exhibitionist since we can't seem to find Barbie's dress).
It was a great day, making for even greater memories.
And, of course, could you guess who caught the bouquet????