Friday, January 18, 2013

I will never get my trophy back

There is a locket that the Cowgirl got two years ago.
For two years she's pulled it out of her jewelry box or off her lamp or out of the pocket of her dirty jeans and worn it when the mood struck her.
But this week she realized something about her little locket.
Holy lock of hair, Batman, this thing is empty!
And she suddenly decided that it was very important for her locket to have pictures in it.
I was sitting surrounded with four hundred pages of manuscript, editing like mad, after a long day of babysitting for sick friends and delivering meals and doing laundry when she came up to me and showed me her empty locket.
"Can we take pictures of Berry and Rebecca and print them off and cut them out and glue them in my locket?" she asked me.
I heard "Blah, blah, blah, extra work, extra trip to store, blah, blah, work."
I don't know how I managed it, but I laughed and said no at the same time, not even losing my place as I ruminated over to comma or not to comma.

And if someone wants to know why I shot down her dream so fast I have three reasons.
1. Sometimes I stink as a mom
2. I really just heard, "Blah, blah, work."
3. Berry and Rebecca are not relatives or friends. They are our rats.

Like all good folks of the frontier, however, my Cowgirl is resourceful. She went to the man with the plan. She asked the Artist.
And before I knew it, there was a full photo shoot. (I kid not) And then he put his work aside (please don't show this to his clients) and spent an hour designing little rat portraits in the shape of hearts (because her locket is heart shaped and he wanted it to fit perfectly).

That night we went to Walgreens and picked up his glossy portraits.
Yesterday my Cowgirl went to school proudly displaying her love for her rats around her neck.

And the artist gave me a wave from the victor's platform where he was standing with the "Coolest Parent Ever" trophy.

Oh Crappola. Now I have to buy a pony....


  1. But just think of all the work you got done while the Artist was showing off. No trophy for those who gloat ;)

  2. As much as I hate rats, you're right - he does win that trophy for this. Better get to pricing those ponies, I hear they are rather expensive. Craigslist maybe?

    luvs, aby

  3. So funny. Reading this was the best way to start my day. I hear blah, blah, work more often than I should. But I wouldn't be too hard on yourself. You did take the rat to the vet.

  4. OH! I think I'm in love with your rats! Those pictures are priceless. The artist has a keen photographic eye. I'd wear that locket proudly! (But then I do have a soft spot for rodents, having reared three guinea pigs in my youth...only I'm not sure guinea pigs are rodents...)