Come on in folks, not much to snack on but I've got a funny story.
So I wasn't feeling well yesterday, and kinda pissy. Joints hurt, stomach was all acidy and upset, and in general not feeling well. Go for supper with my Moon and we stop off at the 7-11 for drinks after that. And as I'm filling up my drink, this little guy comes up to me and this conversation happens:
Little Boy with Big Voice: Hey you! (I looked way down, this guy couldn't be more than 3 and barely came up to mid thigh on me, but his voice was louder than mine)
Me: Hi, my name's Coyote.
LBwBV: Hi Coyote! GUESS WHAT?!
Me: What?
LBwBV: (he thrusts a cup of candy up towards me, barely reaching my waist) I GOT CANDY!
Me: AWESOME!
LBwBV: What'cha getting there?!
Me: A drink.
LBwBV: What KIND?
Me: Diet Coke. I can't have sweet things like candy or normal pop, I'm diabetic.
LBwBV: NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Yeah!
LBwBV: NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Yeah, it's terrible, so you're going to have to enjoy the candy I can't have.
LBwBV: YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
His mom, a tired looking woman with another child, female, who was maybe a year or two older than this little guy with the huge voice. I just smiled and chuckled, and she gave me a relieved smile. I'm guessing this guy is quite a handful, but damn if he didn't totally change my day. So adorable and I couldn't stop chuckling. I'm still looking at my Moon, and going 'NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!' in his astonished and unbelieving voice. Good stuff.
