“What in the world is this?” my daughter asked holding up a picture she had found on my phone. “Is that Cinderella?”
“That’s the inside of Cinderella,” I said.
“She looks craaaaaazy!” The 5-year-old proclaimed.
This particular Cinderella did look craaaaaazy on the inside, which is precisely why I had taken the picture of the backside of a craft project I’d been working on for my kids.
I am not a crafty person by any means. My creative gifts are in crafting sentences, not art (trust me- even my stick figures end up sideways). Yet, I find enjoyment and stress-relief working with my hands. In the last many years, I’ve gotten into sewing projects, using kits (because we all know, I could not create something on my own without it being crooked and silly). With kits, I’ve made my family Christmas stockings and wreaths. This Spring, when my family was stuck in COVID quarantine after our Disney trip, I ordered a fun sewing kit to make Disney Princess dolls. The kids are loving picking out a character and watching her come together from thread, felt, and stuffing.
“Nooooooooo,” my 2-year-old son screamed into the sky! “MY BAWOOOON! Come back!”
“Well, that balloon’s up in space now,” his big sister said matter of factly.
I just stood there, increasingly frustrated, holding onto two small hands, a drink carrier of milkshakes, and a heavy diaper bag that was slowly slipping down my arm.
“MY BAWOOOON! MY BAWOOOOON,” he wailed.
We watched it go up higher and higher until it was out of sight. I sighed and voiced exactly what I was thinking: “Buddy, I told you 5 times this would happen! Why didn’t you listen?” It’s exactly the scenario I had laid out only a minute before AND the minute before that one.
As I edited pictures from our recent Walt Disney World vacation, I paused at a picture of our 2-year-old son from our “rest day.” I hit the share button and sent it to my husband: “Pretty sure that’s when he had COVID,” I typed.
He wrote back: “yeah … but how could we have known?”
After 2+ years of doing everything in our power to avoid contracting COVID-19, we had picked it up as a vacation souvenir. (Thanks Mickey … )
We could’ve picked it up anywhere. In the long airport security line. Onboard the plane (during the 1st week the mask mandate was lifted). In the hotel lobby. In a ride line queue. In a restaurant. On a bus. On a boat. Even from Mickey or Minnie or Cinderella or Elsa or any number of characters we hugged (…during the first week Disney allowed character hugging ‘post-pandemic’).
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