Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I Have A Pull String

Jack and I were standing in line at the post office yesterday, trying to mail Christmas cards. (I feel like it's so late, it's almost like "what's the point?", but nonetheless, they're in the mail!) I think I may have chosen the wrong time to visit, as the line was fairly long with only one teller working. So, we waited. Jack was pretty much all over the place, playing with a baby Buzz Lightyear up and down the partition posts, on the dirty, nasty post office floor, and through my legs...you know how two-year-olds do. Some of the other people standing in line were mildly amused watching him goof off, while some of the other more cranky types appeared annoyed. I was just hoping the line would hurry and move along.

Jack stood right beside me for a minute. He reached over and pulled the string on the fleece vest I was wearing. At first, I didn't think anything about it until I heard him say, "Hey. My name's Woody." He quickly pulled it again and said, "You're my favorite deputy." And again. But this time, he shouted as loud as he could, "THERE'S A SNAKE IN MY BOOT!" At this point, I was so tickled at him, but was trying to hold it in. Others in line were still not amused. I thought it was hilarious, as I wiped the tears off my face, and looked around for something to distract him quickly. Fortunately, that one post office worker said loudly, "I can help the next one in line."


Wilson said...

That's hilarious! Isn't it funny how children try to introduce a little comedy into an otherwise stressful moment to loosen everyone up a bit?

Alissa said...

love, love love little boys! I am learning more and more each day just how wonderfully different they are from little girls!

Erica said...