Saturday, September 22, 2007

The Case of the Missing Ear

Since Jason had a meeting yesterday at the end of the day yesterday, I was the one slated to pick up the kids. I left work a little early and arrived just after 4pm to see all the kids outside playing - it was such a gorgeous day! I love picking the kids up since they are always so happy and excited to see me and usually run right to me for the biggest hug.

I pulled up in the van at the end of the driveway and I had barely walked a few steps when I saw Caroline, with a big cup of water in her hand, running toward me with one of the saddest looks I'd ever seen. And as any mother knows, that look of distress is one that makes you want to scoop them up as fast as possible and make whatever problem they are having go away.

The tears were flowing and I knew something just wasn't right. Cathy said she was so happy I arrived when I did because she wasn't sure what to do since she was so upset.

Caroline's favorite shoes are her (knock off) Crocs that my mom gave her. She wears them almost all the time and since she received them in the early spring, she's been collecting Jibbitz to decorate them. She has about 7 of them ranging from two "C's", some Disney characters and some other random ones. She wears those things hard so it's no wonder what happened. Apparently, she had just sat down on Cathy's step to have a cup of water when she noticed that her beloved Mickey Mouse Jibbit had lost one of his ears. I guess something about the fact that Mickey was hurt really upset her and she started to cry as though someone really was hurt. And that was when I arrived.

I held her tight for several minutes and assured her we'd try to find another one and that if we told Bertie that I'm SURE Bertie would want to help too. She was just so pitiful and so full of sorrow - it was so sad. Finally she calmed down and started talking more about it and how maybe Mickey got his ear cut off by a piece of grass or some other weird 3 year old logic story.

So we got home and ended up having my parents over for pizza and subs and Caroline got to share her story with Bertie. Well, as you can guess, Bertie was determined to come to the rescue. After dinner, the 3 of us went to the local Hallmark store where my mom had purchased the original Mickey. There was a big bin of the Jibbitz, but it didn't look like there were any little bins of Mickey and friends even though there were lots of other Disney characters (Princesses, Cars, Nemo, etc.). But I was determined to find one and find one I did. There in the bottom on one of the bins was a lonely Mickey.

Since they were 2 for $6 we let her pick out one more and she picked some weird little bug with its tongue out (my daughter the licker) over Dora or any of the other characters I would have expected. Happy as could be we came home and replaced the Van Goghesque Mickey and all was right with the world. I also gave her shoes an all over cleaning and they magically looked like new.

All's well that ends well, right?

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