The Con Artist
We had to go out and run errands today. No biggie, except the fact I HATE to do it. While in the grocery store, my daughter approaches the young man blowing up a baloon boquet.
molly - Hi handsome
man- HI (smiles)
molly - batts eyes and taps counter with her fingers and goes to the juice isle and picks up her juice. returns to counter and taps it again. "I could sure use a baloon for my imaginary birthday"
man - is that right?
molly- sure enuf. (more eye batting and a sweet smile and she joins me. I nod my head at the guy and he smiles.
HE catches up to us over in the dairy section with a big red baloon with jr ga bulldogs logo on it and hands it to Molly and explains to her that it is for her "Imaginary Birthday" She squeels and hugs him.
molly - Hi handsome
man- HI (smiles)
molly - batts eyes and taps counter with her fingers and goes to the juice isle and picks up her juice. returns to counter and taps it again. "I could sure use a baloon for my imaginary birthday"
man - is that right?
molly- sure enuf. (more eye batting and a sweet smile and she joins me. I nod my head at the guy and he smiles.
HE catches up to us over in the dairy section with a big red baloon with jr ga bulldogs logo on it and hands it to Molly and explains to her that it is for her "Imaginary Birthday" She squeels and hugs him.
posted by Jenn at 1:57 PM
3 Comments:
Way to go Molly! She's learnin' fast.
Imaginary celebrations will one day rule the earth. Or, at least, we will all get free balloons whenever we want them. How good would that be?
((lucy jnr))
:)
Imaginary Birthday!! Damn. That's brilliant. :D
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