Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Little Pitchers

When I was five, my parents, sister and I moved to South America. This is one of my earlier memories of the three years we lived in Venezuela.

We moved into our temporary house and started exploring the neighborhood. There were giant pictures painted on the street. I think one was of Santa Claus.

There was a dog in the neighborhood that looked as if someone had lopped off a beagle's legs and stuck them on the body of a german shepherd. We'd frequently see the owner walking this dog and my mother (although she really should have known better at this point) made the grave mistake of announcing to Lib and I (or, more likely, to Dad, while we were listening) that she thought it was the goofiest looking dog in the world and was determined to get a picture of it to send back to friends and family in the States (because nothing says exotic foreign locale like a... short german shepherd?). I know all of you with young children will anticipate what happened the next time we passed the hapless dog walker and his poor maligned dog.

"MOM HEY MOM THERE'S THAT REALLY UGLY DOG THAT YOU THINK IS SO FUNNY! LOOK IT'S RIGHT HERE MOM, RIGHT HERE!! LOOK! HEY MOM, DON'T YOU WANNA GET THE CAMERA, HUH? REMEMBER YOU WANNA TAKE A PICTURE OF THE FUNNY LOOKING DOG, MOM, HUH? DID YOU HEAR ME MOM? THAT'S THE GOOFY DOG WITH THE REALLY SHORT LEGS THAT YOU'VE BEEN TELLING EVERYBODY ABOUT!! HEY MOM..."

Little pitchers... have big mouths. ;)




9 comments:

Christy said...

LOL!!!!! awesome story!

l i s a said...

can't believe your mom had more kids after that:).

l i s a said...

hey, i was just about to comment on your "flawz" post, but it seems to have disappeared. i am trying to remind myself to love my so-called flaws--i know i love them on other people.

NightSwimmer said...

Ha!

Libby said...

he he, I recently experienced some payback. Bailey and I were strolling down the deserted frozen foods isle of Stop and Shop when a not so feminine woman appeared. At which point Bailey loudly exclaimed, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Look a Daddy!" (she refers to all men as Daddy)
I said, "don't be silly honey, Daddy's not here" and hightailed it out of there. I felt awful!

pihlajjo said...

More Venezuela stories for those of us who don't know why your family went, etc! I'm chanting and hitting my fists on the table: "More Venezuela stories! More Venezuela stories!"

Hey, I wanted to thank you for the tip on THE PENDERWICKS. My daughter read it last year--and then we've all listened to it on CD about three times (Paco loves it)...and household agreement is that THE PENDERWICKS OF GARDAM STREET is even better than the first one. From stalking Birdsall's website, it looks like there may be two more Penderwick books forthcoming! Woo-hoo!

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Kjerste said...

Hey Jess,
So--true confessions--I found this blog on Julie's blog a few weeks ago, and I was stalking it and asking myself if this was the "Jess" who used to occasionally comment on my blog. I'm glad it's you because now I feel like I know you and have a legit reason to follow your blog ;-) I so identify with the stuff you write about.
Hugs,
S

amanda said...

Perfection!

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