Proud Mama

No pictures to share tonight, just a short story.

I knew I was experiencing my most proud moment as a mother today once I figured out exactly what was going on.  Louisa and I were at the grocery store, buying ingredients for these two recipes.  She was being particularly pleasant, sitting in the child-seat of the cart when we wheeled up to aisle 8 to pay for our food.

There was some confusion about flour tortillas - particularly which size was on sale - the 6 inch or the 10 inch, so we waited for at least seven minutes.  While we waited I made faces at Lou and tickled her chin and she giggled.  Then I turned  to read the covers of US Weekly and People when I heard, "ehh, ehh."  

That sound, said quietly and somewhat politely, in combination with a pointing finger, means, I want that.  My first thought was, seriously, how does she know how good candy bars are? But I turned and followed her finger to the toothbrush sale!  Just the fact that there were $0.98 toothbrushes for sale next to the candy was awesome, but the fact that Louisa wanted a toothbrush was so so so awesome that I bought her one.  I gave into her candy-aisle begging because in general, I want to do everything I can to encourage good dental hygiene.  Just ask Nate how strict I am about dental hygiene.  Strict.  When you have insurance, there is no reason not to go for a cleaning at least once per year.  But that is a rant for another post.

Oh Loubear, you made your mama proud.