January 30, 2012

The Greatest Show on Earth.

Last night was one of those nights when Nekos and I just look at each other and exchange can-you-even-believe-this smiles and can't get over how fun it is having a kid. 

On the way to the circus: "Mom, you don't expect me to be impressed, do you?"

Even though that said kid doesn't even seem very floored that we've taken her to the friggin' Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey circus and are watching elephants and tigers and ponies and tightrope walkers and men bursting into flames.

No, she is doing her best to take out a 40-ounce soda and spitting chewed-up peanut into my hands and dropping the little wind-up toys we bought her during intermission onto the ground and then crying and making us get down on all fours, potentially baring a butt crack, to grope around the popcorn kernels and the peanut shells to find the wind-up clown, all while there are friggin' elephants out there being, like, amazing.

Did I mention there were elephants?

We had so much fun. Well, at least Nekos and I had fun while Tess discovered the joy of a Big Gulp.