My mom is a true southerner……when she talks about it "being cold up north" she is referring to where my brother lives in Gainesville. (Look it up if you don't know where that is.) So we had just arrived, after 18 traveling hours, and were in the kitchen, getting dinner ready when I realize I am sweating.
Me: "Mom, I'll be right back. I'm just going to turn the air conditioning down a little."
My mom, sounding a little surprised that I need to adjust the air: "Well, I just turned it down to 78 degrees."
Uh, yeah, and there in lies the problem!
After a couple of days at my folks' place we traveled inland to my Grandmother's house. GiGi just turned 96 this year. She is doing fabulously and we were excited to spend some time with her. But it can be a little much for all those kids and cousins to take over her house so I kept sending the kids outside to play. On one such occasion, the adults decided we would sit outside on her patio and get some fresh air as well. Solomon came over with a cup full of ice cream and was complaining because he had blue marker on his fingers and wanted me to wash it off. So enraptured by our conversations, I really didn't want to get up and take him inside (or perhaps that is laziness….) so I kept telling him we would wash his hands AFTER he finished the ice cream. Stubbornly, he didn't waiver in his request. My uncle took over:
Uncle: "Solomon, did you know that eating ice cream helps get rid of blue on your fingers?"
Solomon didn't seem to believe him but he was listening.
Uncle (full of enthusiasm and sincerity): "It's true! Start eating your ice cream and the blue will start to disappear. Go ahead, try it!"
Solomon slowly started eating the ice cream. Then he remembered his blue fingers.
Solomon (holding out his hand): "It's not working."
Uncle: "Oh Solomon, you have to eat more ice cream than that. It just takes a little more ice cream to make the blue go away. Keep eating!"
Solomon started eating his ice cream again and just as soon as I thought he had forgotten the fingers my uncle says:
"Oh look, Solomon! I think it is working! Your fingers are not as blue as they were a few minutes ago. Keep on eating that ice cream!"
Solomon obliged. And of course, after he finished his ice cream, he had completely forgotten the blue fingers and off he went to play with the other kids.
A few hours later, we were in the kitchen about to prep for dinner when Solomon walked in on a mission.
"Mom," he frantically says, with as much seriousness as a three year old can muster. "My fingers are blue again. I need more ice cream!"
Smart boy…..sort of.
Have a great day everyone and all the best in your holiday preparations. For those of you who are (smartly) simply awaiting the birth of their lord, kudos to you. Enjoy yourself while the rest of us are frantically cursing at the school because, SERIOUSLY?! A TWO HOUR DELAY TODAY????? Good heavens! Are you TRYING to give all us parents (who were using this last day of school before break on last minute Christmas preparations) heart attacks??? Sheesh!
WHAT! YOU ARE NOW CANCELING SCHOOL TODAY!?!?!?!?
You have to be kidding me.