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Grosser than gross …

26 May

but real and kind of humorous.

That’s how I would describe the accidental discovery I recently spotted in a ladies’ room stall.

I walked in and saw that the can labeled “not a trash receptacle” was open. In this particular ladies’ room, this receptacle (such a smart word) is meant to hold clean bags to allow for proper disposal of, you know, girl stuff. I went to close it (because things such as this tend to bother me) and upon doing so, noticed the contents. Don’t worry, I’ll spare you the unsightly details but this is what struck me as appropriately funny.

There, obviously, was trash in the non-trash can. That trash included:

  • A used girl thing that shall not be named
  • A piece of chewed gum
  • An empty pain pill packet
  • And – an empty Heath chocolate bar wrapper

Yes, I was grossed out. But also entertained. I mean, it all makes sense. All of those things are often necessary during that time. Even flipping off the not-a-trash-can sign. “You’re not gonna tell me what to do!”

I actually think the grossest part of it all is that it’s likely that candy bar was eaten in that stall.

Whoa. Must have been a BAD day.

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The Cute Boy with the Cool Jacket

21 Feb

Nia was all smiles today when I picked her up from pre-school. You see, there is a new student in her class. His name is John.

I saw this John as I was waiting in the car line to get Nia. He walked out with her and their teacher and Nia was walking on her tiptoes, flashing her sweetest pretty princess smile.

She ballet-stepped her way into the car and immediately asked, “Momma, did you see John?  He’s the new boy I told you about. Did you see him? He runs fast. He’s a faster runner than me. I like his jacket. It has a map on it. It’s a cool jacket … ”  (It was a bomber style jacket and I’ll have to admit did look pretty cool.)

All I could do was smile and say a good bit of “uh-huhs” as she went on and on a mile a minute about John. I found out that he helped her clean up the kitchen set and that he sits at a different table and that he is nice and funnier than Will (another boy in her class) but he can also be shy. After all of that though, I still didn’t know what she really thought of him.

“So Nia, do you think John’s cute?”

“Ah (smiling) yeah!  John is cute.”

“Oh yeah? So you really like him huh?”

“Ah, (smiling bigger) I guess …  I think he likes me though.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because he helped me clean up the kitchen.”

OH! If it were only that simple! Our sweet Nia. I can’t believe how quickly she is becoming such a little miss. I just hope she will always be this open with me about boys! (Although I’m sure her daddy will disagree with me on that!)

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