Three Year Old Catches Woman by Surprise!
Koby and I were shopping at the local Wal-Mart. He was strapped into the child's seat by the handle of the cart, being such a good little boy. He was smiling, laughing, and doing the cutest little dance. He was having a good day, despite his illness.
At the time, Koby was three, but only the size of a six-month old baby due to the kidney disease (Fanconi's Syndrome). He had the whitest blond hair, big, bright blue eyes, and the rosiest red lips, which would spout out shocking expressions to unsuspecting admirers.
As we emerged from the baby section and into a main isle, an elderly woman approached us with the biggest grin on her face. She went straight to Koby, bent down to become face-to-face with him and said with excitement, "Oh my, my . . . Aren't you just the cutest little baby?!?" She gently pinched his cheeks and made a fool of herself right there by the potato chips and snack foods.
Over and over, getting louder and closer each time, she would speak fluent 'Jibber-Jabanese' "Ah . . . Goochie goochie goo! Ah Goochie goochie goo!"
I could tell Koby was getting frustrated with her and doing his best to hold back. He would leer at me, over her shoulder, giving me a look that said, "Alright Mom, this is getting old. DO SOMETHING!" But she was such a sweet lady, and I didn't want to be rude.
Then Koby broke his silence with, "Yah Yah Yah, Lady! Your breath stinks! Get out of my face! My jaw dropped and so did hers.
She stammered back in shock! I know she was thinking, "OMG . . . this infant can talk and he's so rude!"
That's when I stepped in and explained his age and disease to her, reassuring her that she wasn't senile.
12 comments:
That is funny! Outta the mouths of babes, huh?
Thanks for following my blog. I am following you. I like your style. I found you on Twitter too. So now I am a stalker...watch out!
You're more than welcome, and I like your style, as well. I am following you on twitter, too. :o)
So what does one call a stalker who shadows a fellow stalker?
Ooooo . . . Ooooo . . . I know . . . a tweetheart! right? ;o)
Great story! Made me laugh!
Hey, kids are refreshingly honest!
Thanks for the follow. I'm kind of a sarcastic diva around my house myself.. unfortunately it goes over my children's heads still.
I would have just let her think she is crazy, I hate when strangers touch my kids, thanks for the follow!
OMG!! Good for him. Some people really overstep their boundaries and it looks like this nosy stranger got put in her place!
Ha! And with that, you should have pointed her to the mouthwash aisle! Love you blog; thanks for stopping at my place and following me too. Have a great weekend :o)
I burst out laughing when I read that! That poor, poor lady :-)
Great story!
Love your blog. Look forward to reading more. : )
Hilarious post! You were too gracious.
I wish I could have been there, that's better than a Shoebox Greeting Card! Love it!
That's so weird that you have a hard time getting on my blog. Sorry about that. I have no idea why. Glad you're enjoying Mr. Busypants. He is such a character. Thanks for the potty story link. Gonna check it out now. :)
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