This afternoon it was time to take the Young'un to get his first pair of eye glasses. I decided the best way to go about the situation was to get them in an hour so he didn't have to agonize over the ordeal any longer than necessary, not to mention be able to see at school come Monday morning. That meant an hours trip to the mall in Lancaster. Wow! I haven't been to a mall in 11 months and 22 days. Sad, but true. Sadder yet is that I can recall exactly how long it's been.
All the way there, as the Young'un was snoring behind me, I kept humming the tune to Sesame Street's Elmo's World. There's also a bunch of Elmo's World books. Of course, we had Elmo Goes to the Farm. He goes everywhere. Elmo is a lucky little red monster. I bet he goes to the mall more often than I do.
When we got there I thought Young'un was going to go into culture shock. The bright lights...the loud peope...all the stuff! I asked him how long it's been since he's been to a mall and he said, "Never." I highly doubt that's true, but I'm sure it's been longer than 11 months and 22 days.
We went right to the eye glass store and he picked out two frames. I told him he could get one with clear glass and one with polarized sunglass lenses. It was a painless procedure and he seemed happy with what he chose. Then we had a good long wait so it was time to walk the mall. Yippeeeee!
I knew the Young'un was in despearte need of new sneakers. What better place to look than the mall. We were there and it gave me an excuse to go through any store with shoes, whether they had kids sizes or not. Oh, the shooooooes! I could have tried on shoes until the cows came home, but we don't have cows (yet) and I had to pick up the glasses at some point. When we made our way back through the array of stores to pick up the glasses we found they weren't ready yet. Yeah!
Next was a decision to make...stop for dinner on the way home or brave the food court. The Young'un opted for the food court, although he didnt quite know what it was. When we turned a corner and an array of smells hit us his face lit up and it's like a bright light from heaven was shining down on all the little restaurants. His eyes got big as saucers, which I doubt was due to everything looking blurry, and I think he stumbled a bit. I even think I heard him say, "Jackpot!" Hardest thing for him to do today wasn't pick out eye glass frames, it was choosing what food to get. We ate and the savage stomach beast that had posessed the Young'un was tamed.
So, that's the highlight for today. After 11 months and 22 days I went to the mall. It may not have necessarily been for me, but I benefitted from it too. On the way home we changed around the words to Elmo's World. Da da dada, da da dada, Young'un's world....da da dada, da da dada, Young'un's world...Young'un's got his eye glasses, his sneakers tooooooo...thaaaaat's Yooooooung'un's world! And tomorrow will be an exciting eventure, too, because Sharon goes to the alpaca farm! Smiling & Waving, Sharon
I'm the queen of our farm, although the animals haven't figured that out yet. My title is Head Chicken Wrangler, but most days I'm called Mom. Life is a comedy and I plan on documenting it.