Howdy,
I’m getting so close now that I won’t even need a lot of words in the last few posts to hit my word count goal!
I’m at 199,415 as I start this post.
Giddy is the wrong word, but it’s like being physically overly-caffeinated. Excitement. Excitement, with anticipation. Two hundred thousand words is a lot of words, and I’m almost there.
I recently took a moment for Ti and Riah at a McDonald’s PlayPlace in the morning because the three of us had taken Jasper to school. It’s not often that I have the boys there in the morning running around like it’s the afternoon.
It felt like the afternoon when a young, pre-school girl at the table next to us was enjoying a sucker. I thought, Wow, that’s not good: not for the teeth, not for such a young child, so first-thing-in-the-morning.
Riah thought, I want that. A he made a one-year-old’s fuss for it. Unfortunately for me, but to the little girl’s credit, she made a motion of offering her sucker to Riah. I shook it off. Then the mom lifted a whole bag for me to see, another offer. I raised my hand as a thank you (anyway) and to hold it off again. The mom stood up and walked the bag over and fished out a fist of three Blow Pops. As she laid them on our table, I changed my thank you anyway to a thanks, and Riah snatched and held one high.
Nine o’clock in the morning: Blow Pop suckers. For my one year old.
Feel like there should be a dental hotline for such craziness.
Titus came in on the action and quickly put it together that there was one for Riah, one for him, and one for Jasper when he got home from school. I was still trying to figure out what to do with them. I mean Riah was wondering around with a giant sucker before he’d had anything more than milk for breakfast. It’s wrapper still on.
So I’m kind of questioning the judgment of that girl’s parents, right? What does Riah do? On the way out of McDonald’s, he gives his to a young boy, who’s thrilled and runs to show his parents before running back to say thank you.
And I figure I’m being judged for my kids having Blow Pops at nine A.M. and passing them out to other kids. Who does that, right?
I can stop right here, because I’ve met 199,650’s pace, and will save blowing past 200,000 for the next post. Anticipation giving way to full excitement.
—Billy
Reading. Writing. Living.
Word Count: 199,855 / On Pace: 199,650 / Year’s Goal: 200,000
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