I know they have to have some magnets around here somewhere.
“I wanna see that baby.” Her determined tone of voice snapped me out of my “where on earth could they be” mission just in time to see Randy twist the stroller around to face her. A little elderly woman with a name badge on. If I hadn’t been so engrossed in finding a cheap souvenir, I might have noticed her name.
“Oh, isn’t he precious. Oh, you’re so cute, yes you are. Oh, are you gonna talk to me? I have lots to talk about, yes I do.”
I joined them and noticed that Vaden’s little ball cap is now too small. Wow. He is growing so fast. I pull the hat off and smile at my baby.
“Put his hat back on,” she tells me, “I want her to see him with the hat. “Look at this baby,” she tells her co-worker, who gives a small nod and smile mosies on. “Ok, you can take it off.”
Really? Great, since I am his mother and all, I appreciate your permission.
“Oh, I love you. I love you so much. Yes, I do. I just want to kiss you. I want to kiss you on the mouth.” Please don’t, I thought. Randy tried to smile, but his stance tensed up, prepared to push the stroller away if she dared close in on him. Ellie chuckled in disbelief. Did she really just say that? Who says that? Ever? To anyone?
“Do you have any maps?” Randy diverts her attention. Phew, that was close.
“I can’t believe she said she loved him. Really? You love him?” Randy questioned still within earshot of the lady.
“Maybe after you reach a certain age you just love all babies.” I thought. I didn’t understand it myself, but I was more disturbed by the “I want to kiss you on the mouth” comment than the “I love you.” W.E.I.R.D.
We made it out without contact, and finally found an Old Salem magnet. Victory! On the way to Charlotte Tuesday, we stopped in Old Salem, since Randy had never been and Ellie didn’t remember going. It was a slight detour, but it was a nice day so we thought we’d stretch our legs and walk in the 89 degree heat of old buildings and cobbled sidewalks. With a stroller. Full of Vaden. I was going to have to feed him anyway, so the stop was worth it, despite the heat. And the adoring fan.
I mean who could resist this little man?
And finally a photo of us! This is the bridge from the visitor center to Old Salem proper. Thanks Ellie!
I have the best sister. (This is her. Not me.)