Jachin has been waiting ALL summer, and saving his money for WEEKS, anxiously anticipating the release of the new Bionicle Mahri’s. He checked the Lego site each day, being promised over and over “Coming This Summer!”. Well, folks, it’s nearly the end of summer, and he’s been dying, his faith in the sacred Lego corporation waning. And then three days ago it happened. We were in Target and he checked the toy section, as he does every time we enter Target’s doors… and there they were. The blessed Mahri’s.
He was still a couple of bucks short, so he got up early the very next morning to do all of his chores in order to collect his allowance a day early. He was precious. The tub sparkled. The toilet bowl sparkled. There wasn’t a speck of trash in any trashcan in the house. His bedroom floor was sort of clean… everything was pushed against the walls so that he could do a quick vacuum and I would no longer fear of breaking my ankle while walking through his room in the dark. He earned his money. For real.
So tonight we went back to Target. We went straight to the Mahri’s. He looked them all over for some time. He lined them up and looked at them side-by-side. He turned them around backwards and lined them up and compared all of the specs listed on the back of each container. He’d been waiting all summer. This was a huge decision. I was patient. Ultimately he picked the black one, Toa Nuparu.
I had to get a few other items while we were there, one of them being a new shade of lip gloss. He followed me through the store, staring at Nuparu’s box, walking into clothing racks. I walked into the makeup section and stared. I began pulling out lip glosses at random. I am horrible at picking out lip colors. I don’t know why. But every lipstick and tube of lip gloss I own is all wrong. And the tiny colored squares on the displays are useless. “Coral Fantasy”, when put on your lips, does not look like the small “Coral Fantasy” square. I pulled one out and held the tube next to my lips and puckered.
“How does this look?”
Jachin briefly looked up from his toy and said in a very non-excited voice, ”That one’s great.”
I wasn’t convinced. I held up a different one and puckered. “How about this one?”
He looked up and tried to sound an eensy bit more enthusiastic. “Oh, my. Yes. That one makes you look even more blushingly beautiful.”
He was ready to go. He had his precious Mahri. He wanted to get the heck out of Dodge.
I threw “Peaches and Gleam” in the cart and wheeled it out of there. My son had a Bionicle to build.
Oh… and yeah, of course, Peaches and Gleam looks like crap on me. But Toa Nuparu is sweeeeeeet.
This is NOT the new one… but nonetheless a ruthless one. It attacked me in the car without provocation. Who has the gnarlier feet?
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He sounds like such a great kid. I hope he’s enjoying his Lego thingy.
As far as lip color goes, I’m not great at picking that stuff either. My current gloss of choice has sparkles and came from Claire’s. It tastes like strawberry, too. Adolescent? Maybe. But I get extra kisses from Dave when I’m wearing it.
Comment by Leslie — August 11, 2007 @ 8:41 pm
He is such a funny kid. Most people would be saying, “Okay, he didn’t really say that.” But I know that he probably actually did. He’s 8 and talks like he’s 30. The funniest part is that at 8 years old he knows what to say to a woman to make her hurry up with the shopping already!
Comment by Sam — August 12, 2007 @ 7:24 pm