In Which a Mouse and a Mom Go Christmas Shopping
December 20th, 2010
Fueled by a cookie-and-fudge-induced sugar rush, after the party yesterday afternoon, Miss Mouse and I headed out to do a bit of last-minute Christmas shopping. We had a ball together.
This was the first time that Miss Mouse was really aware of the fact that she and I were doing something together, just the two of us. As we set off, she chirped happily from the back seat that this trip was “just for Mommy and Miss Mouse. Not Daddy. Not Little Bear. Not Riley Dog.” And we discussed at length that there were “no boys allowed” on this expedition.
I can’t disclose the identity of the stores we hit, as at least one gift recipient reads this blog and I don’t want to give anything away. Suffice to say that Miss Mouse was ecstatic at the opportunity to pick out a few presents for her adored grandmother. She held the items in question proudly in her hands and announced to everyone in line that these were Presents For Nana. She was a big hit in a pink puffy parka and hat with ear flaps, toddling along at my side through the mall.
She also got a kick out of picking out a present for Little Bear, though by the time we got home she had naturally forgotten that it was not, in fact, a present for her.
It was just a terrific trip. She was in a bubbly cheerful mood (perhaps a result of the two cookies and one piece of fudge she had consumed at the party…), listened well, and threw not a single temper tantrum as we trekked through three different stores. After all, temper tantrums are not becoming of an Elf in Training.