Sunday Offerings


This morning we took Lenny to Chapters and let her wander around the kids section.  They have it set up like a giant playroom with books and toys at baby-eye level.  She was totally in her element.  Everyone was smiling at her and saying hi to her.  Well, everyone except the 4 year old boy crying in his stroller.  She waved at him, pointed at him and yelled "baby!"

Hey, she said it, I didn't.

He gave her the stink eye and she toddled on.  Then, she stopped dead in her tracks, stared straight ahead and let out a high pitched squeal.  Like a deer in headlights, there she was staring at a picture on the wall, about a foot off the floor, of the one and only ELMO.  Who she still calls "Melmo".  After the squeal she beamed at his picture and sort of sighed, "Meeeelmo!"

The next five minutes consisted of Lenny taking toys and books off the shelf, carrying them over to Elmo, showing them to him and then placing them gently on the floor in front of him.

Then I lit some incense, threw some oranges on top of the pile and bowed.

Elmo, he was pleased.


  1. Isn't it great when they love someone enough to share with them.
    I remember Alan showing a photo of his family to my Mills Brothers CD. He wasn't even talking yet, but he wanted to introduce them:)

  2. Gavin would not leave the side of an oversized Thomas the Tank Engine in the window of Mabel's Fables. Of course, I had to buy it for him.

  3. The Lenny story also reminded me of the time Janet at that age rescued a plush "Winnie-the-Pooh" from ill-treatment at the hands of teenagers in Sears. The bear was as big as Janet, but she carried it away while giving the teens that "look" so prevalent among women in our family.

  4. Aaaww, all these stories are so great!


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