I had to admit, my Dad's first impulse of making Quinn a leather helmet sounded both archaic and just what would make me feel a bit better. But then I imagined her head always being puny because it wasn't allowed to grow freely, and well, I suppose her grey matter squirting out her ears wouldn't be so cute either. So we kept brainstorming. We needed to devise some way to pen Quinn in, but the portable crib I have irritates her now, and she's just starting to become mobile. So that wouldn't do.
Then it came to us. . . a kiddie pool! Without the water, of course. Duh!
My Dad bolted for the computer before the thought was hardly out of my Mom's mouth. Stretching a measuring tape across their living room, we talked ourselves down a couple sizes from the most gigantic pool in cyberspace, and then it occurred to me. Not only had my parents stepped off (yet another) deep end, but I was freely joining them. Maybe this is my rite of passage that I'm actually an adult now. A crazy adult, but one nonetheless.
My folks have always been a bit eccentric, but in a brainy way. Me? Not so much. Being rather bland on one hand, and not so academic on the other, it's questionable where my DNA spawned from. And with my anal retentive ways, there's NO WAY I'd let my home be overrun by some pip squeak who freely sneezes in my face, farts in my arms, and flips me off way too frequently for it to be a mistake. But, they are way cooler and laid back, and will do anything for their grandchildren.
For now we wait for the pool to arrive. When it does, we'll displace all of the adult furniture, and pretend it is normal to have a kiddie pool as the centerpiece of a home.
My plan from here out is to intercept any visitors outside; out of fear if they even peak in the front door, they'll have DSS on speed-dial to come rescue the poor kid from the three bona fide nuts.
Love from the funny farm,
The Three Nuts and One Cute Q
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2 comments:
Just wait until Quinn actually starts walking and can climb out of any enclosure.
J- you make me smile every time I read your blog! But this time I was laughing out loud trying to imagine an indoor kiddie pool for Quinn to play in. I hate to say it, but it won't be long before she finds her way out of that pool and on to more exciting adventures:)
lots of love, Jill
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