Friday, August 03, 2007

Not Just Any Old Swingset

Today I broke in our new wholesale club membership with a trip to BJs (whoever came up with that name was either very naive or had a kindred sense of humor). It was there, after I had picked up bulk cartons of fabric softener, weed killer, dishwasher detergent and broccoli, that The Boss became fixated upon a display swingset with an attached fort. It loomed over us in all its wooden splendor. "Barn!" The Boss cried out. "Climbin' barn!"

Well, dammit if that isn't the perfect description. My two year old is coining terms. I looked at that little girl in the shopping cart and marveled at the smooth, round face of her brilliance. She began waving her arms over her head and giggling with mad enthusiasm. Soon I was laughing with her and I wondered why everyone in the vicinity wasn't joining in. I could not comprehend that this infectious wiggle of energy was not, for these few moments, the center of every shopper's attention. I wished The Partner had cut out on his lunch break to join us as another appreciative witness to stellar personality.

As we set to wandering again in our own little world, The Boss was giddy with the prospect of her own play space. "Climbin' barn! Swings!" I told her I'd have to ask her father if we could get one of those sometime soon. "Daddy climbin' barn!" She was all approval. For the rest of the shopping trip, she talked about daddy and her climbing barn, confident in her sway as the center of his universe.

9 comments:

Chris said...

Phew. I saw this and thought, "You didn't!" Thankfully your impulsiveness does not extend to $800 climbing barns. Especially ones that take days to assemble.

Boz said...

Why spend $800 on a Costco climbing barn when she can commit her husband to several hours of labor and at least two Home Depot trips to create one instead?

Lawyer Mama said...

Whew! I might have been tempted to get it just to hear that delightful phrase again!

jen said...

it's as if i want to hold onto moments like these and freeze them because they are so perfect, so innocent...our babies. it just kills me sometimes how amazing they are.

slouching mom said...

She sounds delicious. Climbin' barn, indeed.

Jenifer said...

Somehow I see a climbin' barn in the Boss' future!

Linda said...

I haven't been by in awhile (so many blogs, so little time!) but thought I would pop in after your kind comment on one of my posts and what a surprise to read that The Boss is talking as last time I was here she wasn't doing that yet. It made me realize just how much time HAD passed since I had stopped in. It's so hard to lose track as time just seems to have a way of getting away from us.

I hope The Boss is able to talk her Daddy into a climbing barn - it sounds like an awful lot of fun!

Redneck Mommy said...

You must get yourself a barn with swings darlin'.

My kids STILL live in it. A sanity saver for us mommies and daddies.

Well worth the price of admission.

Amy said...

come on Chris, Climbing barn, Daddy... How could you not be impulsive.