I just took four kids, three and under, to the grocery store. Yep -- we have an extra friend here for a few days. She's going to be three next month so she fits right in with Tink and The Captain. She is pretty sweet and really cute and just jumped in with both feet. I tried to get her to call me "Tia" as our last toddler friend did but being a white girl, she's unfamiliar with the term and took up calling me Mee-maw. Heartwarming.
Tink decided to take advantage of the name-calling to try out "Dreena" and "Mee-maw" herself, but I kept looking around like I didn't know who she was talking to. Finally she said "Maaaaa maaaa" in her sassy voice and kicked me in the shin. I ignored the kick since I was egging her on so much.
But back to the grocery store. Sunshine and Pepper are on a Little-free "vacation" in Houston with their friend, so I loaded everyone up and took them to the store. I managed to find a cart that would hold them all plus the goods, so we just trucked up and down the aisles. They were good as gold -- no crying, no reaching, no whining. They were friendly and polite. The super-sweet produce man brought them each a little box of raisins and that kept them busy for several aisles.
What was shocking to me was how many dirty looks I got. This I did not understand. You know, I didn't give birth to any of these kids. But so what if I did? Do we have the right to judge people who have more than a certain number of children? They were all neatly dressed, hair combed; hopefully it is clear they are cared for. I made an extra effort since I thought we might garner some attention. They were actually being really darling.
It's good for me to be subject to occasional irrational judgment from strangers. It keeps me from worrying too much about whether people like me. The four little people with me like me a lot so I will leave it at that.
Of course I can't post any pictures of our little friend. I suppose we are going to need a nick-name for her too, so let's go with Peisinoe (one of the Sirens), because she lures you in and then the minute you say "no" or cross her, she wails. And it is loud. But she has waist length hair, big brown eyes and is so blonde, you can't see her eyebrows, so she can get away with it!