a funny thing happened..........

I'll begin by posting a picture of my beautiful family. You'll understand why after you've read the post.

Here we are - my wonderful hubby, beautiful son and me - in all of our multicultural goodness. My husband is German, Irish and Lithuanian. I'm African-American, American Indian, Scottish, Irish, Italian and a little bit rock n' roll. My son has blond hair and blue eyes. So....

After a rather uneventful shopping excursion in Walmart, my son - my two year old son and all that two-years-old encompasses - decided he didn't want to leave the store. This was his biggest fit yet. I'd nominate him for an Academy Award but I don't know how. After bribery and threats were unsuccessful, I began to drag him back to the car all the while attempting the "boys-will-be-boys-and-he's-TWO" look of horror and embarrassment serenity. He threw himself down in the parking lot so I picked him up to carry him the rest of the way. He weighs 45 pounds. So of course he tries to throw himself out of my arms. By the time we get to the car, I'm carrying him like a sack of potatoes, he's screaming and I'm silently vowing to never bring him out of the house again. And then........

On the way to car, we passed an older woman with whom I'm assuming is her adult daughter. As my son lies prone between the cars while I try to unlock the door I hear "We just wanted to tell you how adorable your son is!" Hmmm........come again? And there they are. They backtracked to tell me that this psuedo-monster in the throws of this movie-caliber tantrum is cute? Ladies, if you see another woman alone struggling with her child do you walk over and make chit-chat? No, you do not. And they proceeded to stand there, attempting to talk to him and asking him what.color.his.eyes.were the ENTIRE time I was trying to load him in the car. Now, I always knew this was going to happen........they thought I was stealing this child!! On the one hand, I was glad to see someone showing concern..........God forbid someone actually took my child. On the other hand...well, you can fill in the blanks. I'm sure you can figure out some mighty creative "other hands"!

Like I said, I always knew it would happen. If you're from the beautiful Northwest Hills of Connecticut, you know that the majority of the area is not so multicultural. Boy am I gonna have some stories to tell this kid when he grows up! ;-)