Fair warning to Li’l Boo’s future dates: I’m prepping him for you bit by bit. If he doesn’t treat you right, it so won’t be my fault. . .
Last week I won tickets on Twitter from the American Museum of Nautral History in NYC to attend an advance screening of Night at The Museum 2: Battle at the Smithsonian at the museum. With my hubby busy with his client in town that evening, I took Li'l Boo into the city for the movie. So we picked out a “big boy” outfit complete with trendy shoes and jean jacket and I set him in front of Noggin's Little Bill while I finished my hair and make-up. When I asked if he was ready to head to the train and if I looked alright, he looked up and said “Sure. Your hair looks good. You’re a hottie.” Mwah! I could just kiss him sometimes!
But then there’s times when I realize my work with him on that front is far from over. Like an hour later when I noticed my reflection in a store window as we walked up Broadway in Midtown and commented “Dear Lord, my tush looks HUGE in these pants!” To which Li’l Boo stepped back behind me, glanced at my tush and confirmed, “Yeah, it looks a little big mom.” Oh great . . . even my kid who thinks I’m a hottie thinks my tush is too big!
So if I'm a little lax on correspondence the next few weeks, you'll know why - I'm at the gym whittling away my tush. And don't worry - I'll have him prepared with responses by the time he actually starts dating. ;-)