For the past couple of months, you and I take a trip to the chiropractor’s office so that Mommy may one day get full use of her hand again. The gals at the office, Deborah and Pamela, absolutely love you and can’t wait to see you each week. When we arrive, they take you out of your carseat and keep you entertained as I see the doctor. When we’re ready to leave, you are typically covered in lipstick and stickers. You greet other patients as they come through the door and are a huge hit.
But yesterday, something strange happened. Deborah got you out of your carseat and took you into the next room. After about 5 minutes, you came back just screaming with big crocodile tears in your eyes. Poor Deborah was worried something had happened. Well, something did happen… Deborah was followed by this evil woman with a low, whiskey-and-cigarette voice. I think, for one, this evil woman scared you, and two, you’re über-perceptive and knew that this woman was a witch and should be burned at the stake. Okay, for the sake of full disclosure, I’ll tell the whole story… as we were sitting there, this woman asked me how old you were. I said you were going to be 8 months on Friday. She said how cute you were, but then commented that you were so small. The discussion went something like this:
Witch: “8 months? He’s kind of small for his age, isn’t he?”
Mommy: “Yeah, he’s a little guy.”
Witch: “That’s unusual, since you’re so big. Was he born early?”
Mommy: “Yes, he was a preemie.”
Witch: “I was going to say… because your so big, it’s strange that he’s so small.”
Mommy: “Yeah…”
Witch: “Is his Daddy big, too?”
Mommy: “Um… he’s about average.”
Witch: “Oh, then he must take after his daddy since you’re so big.”
At this point, Mommy put you down, punched the witch in the mouth and said “Big? Big??? That’s the word you wanted to use?” Okay, no. You and I were ushered into a separate room where you played with your toys on the floor and we waited for the doctor. After the evil woman left, you let Deborah and Pamela carry you and play with you, but our visit wasn’t nearly as fun as it usually is.
THEN… the strangest thing happened. We left and I put you in the car and you fell asleep! And you stayed asleep when I stopped the car. You stayed asleep when I took the carseat into the house. And you stayed asleep as I took you up to your room. I honestly didn’t know what to do since we were in uncharted territory. So, Mommy played the game, Let’s See What Happens. You stayed asleep until I pulled you out of your carseat, then I put you in your crib and bundled you up. You rolled over and slept for another hour!!
All I can figure is that seeing evil incarnate made you understandably tired!
