Mooreover / Blog

Selah has the cutest way of correcting me. I was reading her a book about marine life the other day, where one of her favorite activities is to point out the different pictures and say “Name?” I tell her the name and she says “Yep” and then moves on to the next animal. Most recently she pointed to a clown fish and asked me the name. I said “Clown fish” and she said, “No, Nemo actually.” I don’t think that just turned two year-olds are supposed to know the correct use of “actually,” but Selah has it down. In the same session I pointed out a shark and she said “Airplane actually daddy.” She thinks that sharks are airplanes since they both have tail fins. “Actually” is now Selah’s favorite word, and while I’m sure our daughter correcting us will get old, for now it’s endearing.

I’m at a different coffee house this morning – I thought the people watching prospects might be better here. They really aren’t. One gal looks like a Dr. Seuss character, too skinny and topped with a stocking cap that’s colored like a hypnotizing wheel. I’ve never been able to pull off the stocking cap look. There are a lot of looks that don’t work well on me, and wearing an adornment that hugs my large geodesic dome is one of them.

Ugh! A mom is digging for gold out of her three year-old’s nose right in front of me. I think she’s looking for an artery. I won’t be able to sit on that couch ever again. More moms and kids coming in to the coffee shop now. We’ve tried to hold business meetings at this coffee shop, but every once in awhile it’s more like a Chucky Cheese than a coffee shop. I was hoping Saturday morning would be different.

Nose picking mom is actually really nice. She has a quiet demeanor and a relative ease that I’m not used to seeing from a mother of two young kids. There’s another mother here doing her best to look like Britney Spears in the Los Angeles sun, only we’re not in Los Angeles and it’s cloudy, so those designer sunglasses  seem a little forced. Wear a t-shirt that says “High Maintenance” while you’re at it. I don’t mean to be harsh, I’ve just never been one to appreciate the high maintenance woman. I prefer beauty without the artistry in that regard.