Thursday, January 29, 2009

Crisis Averted.

Earlier this week I had to make a dreaded trip to WalMart. I try to avoid it at all cost, but I was needing things like, food, craft supplies, baby stuff and of all things a thermos. There aren't many other places that can be a one stop shop for all of those items, so to save myself the hassle of getting in and out of the car 12 times with all three girls, Wally World it was.

This particular WalMart now has a small little area that looks like a faux book store. With the Inauguration only a couple of weeks behind us, the Barack Obama section was on full display. As soon as the Munchkin saw his face on the front of a book she took of running and yelling, "Mama, Mama, it's Barack Obama... He's our new President" I was so proud I almost shed a tear. Of course, any three year old yelling out Obama and talking about him being our new President is bound to draw some attention. Several people laughed and smiled while others looked a little un-sure as to why I was brain washing a perfectly good child. I let her look at his books a second before telling her it was time to move on, and keep close. As I turned around I noticed a very tall, slender, attractive black man walking towards us. I looked back at the Munchkin knowing exactly what was about to happen and sure enough, she was looking at him as if he had just appeared off of the book cover. I caught the look in her eye, I could see the wheels turning in her little brain, and I reached her just as she was forming the words "look Ma........" I managed to talk over her enough for no one to realize what was happening. It cost me box of Dora valentine chocolates and some crappy little mini juice boxes, for in my haste to not have a replay of the Tracheotomy Story, I pretty much promised to buy her the entire toy section, any candy or pretty much anything in the world she wanted if she would shush and come with me.... I may still refer to myself as a rookie mom, but this was one time that previous experience paid off. Maybe I'm learning something after all.

4 comments:

random_mommy said...

OH how I love a good munchkin story... she's a genius!

Michelle said...

B called a guy Santa once and a different guy fat both when he was about 3. I think it would've been funny if Munchkin called him Barack Obama. Maybe he would've been flattered or offended??? It is hard to tell. The three year old I used to watch told me in the middle of the store that her mom had sex with her boyfriend and asked if I had sex with my husband (ie. using the word in the right context). Now that is some quality parenting!

Mommapeas said...

That's fantastic! We are learning aren't we?

Poodlehead said...

Chacha still calls every black man in Walmart "Daddy".