Monday, August 20, 2007

Why I Love...and Hate...3 Year Olds

Our friends have the most precocious 3 year old I've ever met. Because Ryan is an only child he is very comfortable interacting adults and does so with surprising competence. Plus he can recite all of the lines from the scene in Talladega nights where the obnoxious kids go off on their grandfather at dinner...seriously funny stuff.

We were all at dinner at mutual friends' parents' house last night. In the living room with about a dozen people watching Ryan looks at me with concern and says, "Jennifer you have an owwie (spelling?) on your face!"

I'm puzzled and say "What do you mean?"

He says "right there on your cheek!"

That's when it hits me. He's talking about the scab from a huge zit on my face. Crap. Leave it to a preschooler to remind me how badly I'm failing at hiding this huge blemish in front of a whole bunch of people. I mean its bad enough that I'm 29 with acne...but to have to explain this to a 3 year old with a peaches 'n' cream complexion in front of friends is a bit humiliating. At minimum it made it impossible to continue my ignorant delusion that maybe nobody noticed.

So I respond with, "Well Ryan, its a zit. Thanks buddy, for pointing it out."

Ugh...and I want one of these someday?


Barry (uncle) said...

Just wait 'till you have kids of your own! My son Jake (9) came up to me the other day and patted me on the head and said very seriously "It's okay that you're bald dad..." - he said it like I'd lost an arm or something. Not to be outdone, my son Trevor (7) said to me recently "You're fat dad", to which I responded "No I'm not!!" and he said "Compared to me you are..."

God bless 'em!!!

nancy said...

lol. Oh yes.

As I was getting undressed to get into the shower, my 3 yr old walks in, points at me and ~yells~, "Mommy! You're FAT!".

Thanks hunny.