Summer days bring the opportunity for special mornings out. RJ2 is in extended school year and CJ now has mornings free. (Afternoons are filled with theater camp--this week, writing and producing a TV commercial!)
This morning, I had to visit the dermatologist for a quarterly checkup. (Good news is that I'll be moving to 6-month visits in October instead of quarterly visits. Woo-hoo!)
As CJ and I waited outside the opening elevator doors at the doctors' office building, a man was inside the elevator waiting to exit. When he saw CJ, he smiled and said something to the effect of, "I'm the father of all girls. Those were great days."
I'm sure he was referring to her tie-dyed shirt and freshly washed hair at 8:30 in the morning, escorting mom on her summer outing.
Making up for the stay in the waiting room (CJ even got the boot from her seat at the fish tank when the tank cleaner came to do his job!), we headed off to Krispy Kreme. It's always a good time, especially when the "hot" sign goes on as you're watching the glaze spill over the 9 o'clock donuts!
We enjoyed one "hot" one, because you can't NOT have a "hot" donut at Krispy Kreme, even when you want something else. We each had this month's flavored donut, the lemon Kreme pie donut: a lemon-cream filled donut, dusted with powdered sugar and topped with a lemony pudding squiggle. YUM!
CJ made a rest room stop, and a woman at the next table, who had likely been listening in a bit, struck up a conversation with me, as if she had known me for years. This was rather interesting as my bloggy friend, Kara, was just sharing on Facebook that she had had a similar experience happen to her and her daughter just yesterday with an older gentleman. I felt bad for this woman, who shared her struggles in keeping close with her daughter and family in another state. She apologized for the intrusion into my time with CJ, but I said it was not a bother at all. She was sitting in front of a box of 8 donuts, and I was glad that she left not having eaten all of them in front of us.
It all made my morning out with CJ just a little more significant.
"Now...."
This morning, I had to visit the dermatologist for a quarterly checkup. (Good news is that I'll be moving to 6-month visits in October instead of quarterly visits. Woo-hoo!)
As CJ and I waited outside the opening elevator doors at the doctors' office building, a man was inside the elevator waiting to exit. When he saw CJ, he smiled and said something to the effect of, "I'm the father of all girls. Those were great days."
I'm sure he was referring to her tie-dyed shirt and freshly washed hair at 8:30 in the morning, escorting mom on her summer outing.
Making up for the stay in the waiting room (CJ even got the boot from her seat at the fish tank when the tank cleaner came to do his job!), we headed off to Krispy Kreme. It's always a good time, especially when the "hot" sign goes on as you're watching the glaze spill over the 9 o'clock donuts!
We enjoyed one "hot" one, because you can't NOT have a "hot" donut at Krispy Kreme, even when you want something else. We each had this month's flavored donut, the lemon Kreme pie donut: a lemon-cream filled donut, dusted with powdered sugar and topped with a lemony pudding squiggle. YUM!
CJ made a rest room stop, and a woman at the next table, who had likely been listening in a bit, struck up a conversation with me, as if she had known me for years. This was rather interesting as my bloggy friend, Kara, was just sharing on Facebook that she had had a similar experience happen to her and her daughter just yesterday with an older gentleman. I felt bad for this woman, who shared her struggles in keeping close with her daughter and family in another state. She apologized for the intrusion into my time with CJ, but I said it was not a bother at all. She was sitting in front of a box of 8 donuts, and I was glad that she left not having eaten all of them in front of us.
It all made my morning out with CJ just a little more significant.
"Now...."
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