I got my list. Melanie, our little one, will be 7 in a few weeks. Experts say it's the age of reason. Oh boy, that couldn't be more true. She's one sharp cookie.
"Mommy, do you have the right list?" she asked point blank first thing this morning. She knew I planned to go shopping today to buy her birthday presents.
"Yes, I have the 8th version."
"The one with the yellow highlights?"
"Yes," I nodded pulling my bathrobe on while padding to the bathroom. I hadn't even had a sip of coffee yet and was being asked to think on my feet already.
"Don't forget the yin and yang necklace at Clarie's."
"I won't." Oh Jeez, I already did. Note to self, yin and yang necklace. where was that again, I visualized the store in my mind
"...and the Pet Shops in Target."
Think fast, my brain fired as I washed and dried my hands and left the bedroom with Melanie following me like a CEO's assistant that only has a few minutes a day to catch the boss's attention and rambles off a to do list.
"Pink shirt at Limited, Too?"
"Check," I said opening the refrigerator searching for the can of coffee.
"The one with the guitar NOT the peace sign,"
"Yup, the guitar," I said.
"It's Justice now, Mommy." She pouted and set down the list on the kitchen table, scratched off Limited, Too and came next to me clutching the list while I poured two scoops of coffee grains into the coffeemaker's top. "How do you spell justice?"
As I answered her stream of questions, it was evident that I won't ever have to worry about her not getting her needs met.
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Later she kissed me goodbye. "Have fun today mommy," like we had a little secret. She knew what I'd be doing today and I knew as I would shop, she'd be at her desk below the hand-made red hearts strung from the celing, visually checking items off the birthday list.
"You too, Mel," I whispered into her ear as we hugged.
We broke apart and shared a smile. Then turned and went our separate ways.
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