the blue blog archives: saturday storytime

So I'm out last week at my car dealer, getting the oil changed and having the car looked over before our big trip. The boys are playing in the dealership's playroom and I'm knitting on my retro rib sock while watching the Red Sox on the tv. (It's not so bad having the car serviced at the dealership. Definitely worth the half hour drive out of town for every oil change.) And as we are packing up to go, what do I see on the side table, next to crayons and coffee stains but a ball band for some Rowan yarn!

How neat to know that I hadn't been the only woman in there that day knitting amidst the pictures of SUV's and 'tires as decorations'. The ball band had been ripped and the yarn name was gone, but it was a silk blend, so I'm guessing maybe Summer Tweed. It would be so cool if it had been Kidsilk Haze though. Can you imagine lace in the service area? I love it!

Okay, I shouldn't be telling you this one, but some mommy stories, as embarrassing as they may be for the mommy, are just too funny not to share.

This is a picture box in what is officially our favorite bathroom in the Boston Children's Museum. I like this bathroom because there is ALWAYS one of those Schoolhouse Rock songs playing in there and the boys love it for this crazy display case of animal poops. We pretty much have to visit this bathroom every time we go to the museum. As soon as we get to the area where the bathroom is (it's the handicapped bathroom by the Air Balls exhibit for anyone who's curious), B suddenly "has to go" and then they both go running in to see the poops.

So one time, we're in there waiting for B to finish up and S starts asking me to tell him all about the poops in the picture. They're actually really gross, but I was willing to do anything to get them to stop pressing on the glass to try to touch them! I mean okay, we're at a museum, let's have a little learning experience about poop. So I'm reading and explaining, "this is rabbit poop, look at how small it is" and "this is wolf poop, look at how big it is." We'd gone through them all and then I asked the boys, "so who makes the biggest poops?" They thought for a bit and then S answered, "Mommy." This from the one whose diapers I'm still changing!

posted by alison at 9:15 am | in just blogging 05

Comments

cute story.you are a great mom Alison ;0)

Posted by: cara at April 9, 2005 9:26 AM

Oh, my gosh, I'm dying. That's too funny.

Posted by: Rachael at April 9, 2005 9:37 AM

Your story was so funny reading. And I love the last sentence! I've got a boy about the same age as yours (he'll be four in may) and still refuses to set aside his diapers. It's a good thing ro read about other diaper-friends ;)

Posted by: beate at April 9, 2005 9:49 AM

I actually thought one of them was going to say Daddy, but Mommy was even better. :)

Posted by: Karen at April 9, 2005 9:59 AM

hahahahaha! that's a great story! you sure set yourself up for that one! hahahaha

Posted by: Leigh at April 9, 2005 10:07 AM

Ah, what I have to look forward to! I'm suddenly sort of glad John's not talking just yet.

Posted by: Brynne at April 9, 2005 10:28 AM

What a wonderful day in the Life of Alison. That sounds just precious!

Posted by: Norma at April 9, 2005 10:32 AM

How funny! You gotta love little kids and their honesty.

Posted by: Vicki at April 9, 2005 10:45 AM

Too funny! About the car dealer, isn't great when you discover that you're not the only KIPer out there?

Posted by: Colleen at April 9, 2005 10:55 AM

Mommy stories, especially ones about poop, are funny -- even to a childless woman. Trust me, that one is great. Isn't it good to know that we're slowly taking over the world? A yarn band in a car service area is far more far-reaching than those men realize!

Posted by: Gina at April 9, 2005 12:33 PM

Ahhh the joys of motherhood!

Posted by: Jennifer at April 9, 2005 1:15 PM

Hi Alison,

Which dealer was it? I was at the Mazda dealer in Wakefield about a week ago, with a new ball of Rowan Kid Classic. The decor doesn't sound the same, and it was almost two weeks ago, so it's unlikely, but it would be funny if it were mine! I was back there this morning, knitting some more. I wish the dealer was closer to Cambridge!

take care,
elizabeth

Posted by: Elizabeth at April 9, 2005 1:47 PM

I love that story! Your sons remind me of how I dragged my boyfriend through the Ontario Science Centre so I could see the parasite exhibit. Sometimes gross = cool.

Posted by: Allison at April 9, 2005 3:44 PM

LOL!!!!!!!! So funny and the sad thing is I can look forward to having my own stories in a few years!

Posted by: beth at April 9, 2005 11:13 PM

That's a hilarious poop story. My kids used to count the poop as it comes out, to help them with counting, but of course that only goes as far as maybe five or six, tops. Yesterday, my five-year old asked me who's going to be mommy when I get older? So, he wants to trade me in for a younger model... already?!

Posted by: Joy at April 10, 2005 1:15 AM

Alison, you are 100% funny.

Posted by: Jenny at April 10, 2005 1:36 AM

No doubt about it. I love poop stories. Is there something wrong with me?! Hmmm...

Posted by: Wendy at April 10, 2005 8:50 AM

That is so funny. I mean with elephants and horses and cows out there and everything, Mommy still has the biggest! Ha! You'll have to save that one for when they'll be embarrassed for you to retell it ;-)

Posted by: carrie at April 10, 2005 9:54 AM

Aaah --I am seeing the future. (My son is 15 months). Does the future include being able to knit uninterrupted though??

And i love you finding the Rowan paper. . . it wasn't even from some hum-drum cheapo yarn! How cool is that?
--Ingrid

Posted by: Ingrid Clark Zavadoski at April 10, 2005 4:06 PM

Kids will be kids. It's amazing what they say sometimes..:D

Posted by: Laura Y at April 10, 2005 10:42 PM

that is too funny. you guys might enjoy a book called "the story of the little mole who knew it was none of his business" if you don't already have it. i think it's hilarious....

Posted by: mrspilkington at April 11, 2005 1:49 AM

Thank you for making me laugh so hard! I mean, I've seen elephants doin' it... but... um... yeah.

Posted by: Jon at April 11, 2005 2:10 AM

ROFL! That is precious. Something my own would say to me. But in this category they would probably say "Daddy". Lol.

Posted by: K. Anne at April 11, 2005 2:25 PM

FUNNY! - got a giggle for ya (yes, it's a poop story)
at sea world a few weeks ago, my 3 year old son comes out of the restroom announcing to everyone in the diner, that he has just created "the biggest poop i ever saw!"
such a lovely boy
don't ya just love mom-hood :)

Posted by: rebecca at April 11, 2005 5:00 PM

Oh man, this is just proof for me that my local childrens' museum sucks. Having had to clean up racoon poop for a living I have to say "very realistic".

Posted by: Susie at April 11, 2005 7:25 PM