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Never Say Never

Sometimes it is a free-for-all at my house while Azul and I are trying to entertain ourselves. This afternoon, it led to two “nevers” (those moments you never thought you would ever experience) in one interaction. One came from me and the other from Azul. He was playing “disguise;” I was told to stay in the living room — okay easy — while he was sneaking from bedroom to bedroom finding the perfect way to fool me. When he finally revealed himself to me, he had on a hat, sunglasses, and lipstick all over his mouth. He asked, “Do you recognize me?” After laughing out loud at my son, I said, “No! There is a stranger in my house.” This got the game really going and he ran back to the bedrooms giggling with a new idea.  A few minutes passed, and the second time he came out he had added to his wardrobe. NeverNow, he had on a pair of my platform sandals and a bra, and here comes the first never. I never thought I would hear my son singing repeatedly, “I get to wear the chi-chis! I get to wear the chi-chis!” At this point we are both laughing uncontrollably and I did help him adjust his bra, or “chi-chis,” so I could take a picture. And that’s when the second never happened. I came in close to help him, saw it and said, “Oh, my love, you got lipstick on my bra!” I couldn’t help thinking, I can’t wait for daddy to get home.

Dream Girl

We took Azul to Disneyland to celebrate his 5th birthday and it really is the place where dreams come true… While we were there we hit it hard, spending 6 to 8 hours a day at the park for three days straight. We rode everything we could, which included Space Mountain. I had never been on this ride and wasn’t sure what to expect, but the best motherly advice I had for my five-year old was, “If you see something that scares you, just close your eyes.” And he did, through the entire ride! When we got off, I was wondering if we were really going that fast or was it just the wind blowing at us. It’s dark and you feel disoriented and you’re moving from side to side on a roller coaster, so I wasn’t sure what it was. Then I took just one look at the park-provided photo (you know — the picture they take of you while you hit the climax of the ride and then try to sell to you at the end), just one look and I knew, we really were going that fast. The other thing I knew, my chi-chis hadn’t looked that good in years! The cruel treatment gravity had handed me was gone, thanks to a quick few seconds of free fall on a fast-moving roller coaster. So of course I bought the 5×7 and 4 wallet package. I wanted proof that dreams really do come true in Disneyland.


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