I picked Zoey up from my sister's house the other day after work. I noticed when I walked in the door that she was, yet again, wearing her cousin Finley's sweat pants. Accidents have been happening repeatedly over at Auntie Alisa's house, due to the high level of exciting play going on, and Zoey's desire to KEEP playing despite the fact that she needs to go to the bathroom. Because of this, I have kept her backpack stocked with extra pants and underwear (and a plastic grocery sack) to help in situations like this. So, I asked:
Me: Zoey, why are you wearing Finley's pants? Didn't you bring your own stuff?
Alisa: Oh, she brought stuff, all right. Just, you know, not the right stuff.
Me: Whaaa....?
Alisa led me in to the livingroom to show me what she was talking about.
Alisa: See? She packed a plastic tea pot, one yellow kitchen glove, a wooden toy cupcake tray, her blanket, a plastic spoon, and her baby doll. All totally essential, if you're Zoey, but not, you know, real helpful if you have an accident.
Me: Right. Hmmm.
So we left Auntie's house with a plastic bag full of junk (excuse me...essentials) and another pair of my nephew's pants to wash.
Is this how bag ladies start out? Or is this normal three year old behavior?
2 comments:
totally normal three-year-old behavior! You never know when you'll need a knight helmet, three or four stuffed doggie friends, Mom's sunglasses, an empty DVD case, half a railroad track, a tube of kid toothpaste and one mitten! :)
Definitely normal. We always joked about how Cecilia would make the perfect homeless bag lady.
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