Thursday, July 27, 2006
July 21st, 2006 Lilly's NYC trip
Running With
Scissors by Juli of
Sew Weird Designs
I hope this week hasn't been too hot for you. It has been simply miserable for us Michiganders. We had a few days where the heat index was over 100 degrees! I know that those in the south must be thinking we are wimps but remember we are not used to heat, and our blood is as thick as Karo syrup. I really hate hot weather and avoid going out as much as possible in the summer. And it shows by my pasty white skin. When I fill out a form and it ask me my race I don't mark "white" I check "other" and write in "clear". Sun and me, the two shall never meet. Last year I thought I would try a tanner but made the mistake of lying on my stomach. I burned my butt so bad I looked like a sock monkey! Anyway, "clear" is in this summer, isn't it?
My Lilly had a wonderful time in NYC with her auntie. She went to the Broadway show "Tarzan" and met the cast backstage. She was very taken with Tarzan and plans to marry him.
They spent a day at the "Build-a-Bear" store where she spent most of her wad on a new stuffed dog. In this NYC store they also have a "build-a-doll" store called "Friends B Made." However, all she talked about was going to the American Girl store like her big sister did when she was in NYC. I wasn't keen on buying Lilly an expensive doll and I had made Blayne wait until she was mature enough to take care of the doll before I would let her have one. So instead of an American Girl Doll I agreed to a baby doll called "Bitty Baby". And so the day was planned. Lilly was delighted with her new Bitty Baby doll and named her Tasha. She picked out matching outfits for both her and Tasha.
We picked up Lilly and Tasha from the Detroit airport on Saturday evening, and stopping in Ann Arbor on our way back home for dinner. Lilly was getting Tasha out of the car seat, when I heard the loudest, high-pitched, blood curdling scream, and watched as Tasha's head rolled past me and under the car.
It seems the dolls head got caught on the seatbelt and popped off. Oh, the look on my poor Lilly's face was horrible. The horror of seeing her baby's head pop off and roll under the car was just too much. She just stood there screaming and clutching the headless body of her doll .
I fell to my knees and tried to get Tashas head before if rolled under the car, but it had rolled too far too fast. It was a hot miserable day and what could be worse than having to get down on the hot blacktop to retrieve a doll head. I looked at Tony and he looked back at me. No words had to be said for our eyes were doing the arguing over who was going to get it. Tony, being the gallant dad, let out a sigh of defeat and got down on his belly to slide under the car and save the day. He handed me the head which I hurredly tried to get back on the doll. With Lilly still a bit hysterical we got into the restaurant. The hostess sat us in an out-of-the-way back corner...I wonder why. We got the head back on and I used a wet-nap to clean the tar off the face the best I could. All is well, or so we thought. Unfortunately, Lilly will no longer have anything to do with this doll. I have tried to encourage her to play with Tasha but she has been too traumatized by the doll,s unfortunate beheading.
UGHHH! Just another day in my life running with scissors.
