I was feeling pretty good until...

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It was a crazy time trying to shush the kids and keep them from disrupting the people around us at church during sacrament meeting today. I'll be the first to admit that Laynee's impression of the bishop was quite funny, but still.
When the meeting was over, just as I'm standing up and gathering the diaper bag items strewn about all over the floor, an older gentleman sitting behind me leans over and goes, "Now what's your name, honey? Are you new here? I don't think we've met. My name is So-and-So. And I have one thing to say. In a word, WOW. You're beautiful."
He totally made my day. Nevermind that we've lived here for almost three years and that he's introduced himself to me on 4 previous occasions. Nevermind that it was all I could do to match my shirt with my skirt today. I felt like strutting.

Not even three minutes later, all my warm fuzzies were replaced by feelings of self-conciousness when Corrine goes, "What did he say to you, Mom?"
When I told her, she responded with this gem:
"Mom. He was really old and doesn't know what's in style. I've already told you that I think your highlights look silly, no offense. He was just trying to be nice."
I really need to work with her on keeping her thoughts to herself.

Comments

Penny said…
I miss you more than infinity! You can wear pink and red, plaid and stripes and you will always be beautiful to me and to Roo! she is just following in your footsteps! love ya, mom
September 6, 2009 at 8:27 PM
The Raguskus Family said…
i think you are stunning...someday corrine will realize how beautiful she is...and where did she get the looks...none other than her beautiful mommy! don't you love when they voice their opinions so well. i have a 3 year old that has already started...can't wait for her to be corrine's age and tell me stuff like that! :)
September 6, 2009 at 9:13 PM
Scott said…
Holy crap! That is the funniest thing I have heard in a min.! I kinda have a feeling me and Korin are going to go through the same thing, but 10 times worse!
September 7, 2009 at 9:26 PM
Unknown said…
hehehehe ERMA, but...I have one over on you...Brooklyn (Natalies 5 year ole) while visiting this summer, we were out in the back yard, after having gone swimming, and we were relaxing in the shade and she looks at me and says, "Mema, are you getting pregaaaneent?" to which I replied, and laughing, because she was so dead serious looking at my fat belly...(no longer love handles but it keeps me afloat in the pool) and said, "NO, NO, sweetie every old lady has this so that there is a lot more to snuggle into when you are a Mema!" she accepted this then continued to eat her popsicle. There was a lot more to the conversation because she started asking me about babies and does it hurt etc... YES it hurts Brookie, it hurts A LOT, I hope it scared her...hehehehe
September 7, 2009 at 10:23 PM
Danielle said…
I love Corrineeeeeee! So cute...and you are so cute, no matter what kids these days think about highlights. Splarf.

numvke

There is numvke I would change about you Em. Numvke.
September 8, 2009 at 8:00 AM
Terrie said…
Well, the old man was right, whether in his right mind or not. You are beautiful and you make me laugh.
Love ya
September 8, 2009 at 2:06 PM
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