(This is a post from when Moonpie was sixteen months old)
We do not deserve this child.
This morning when I got Moonpie up she pointed to the painting in her room and told me it had fish and a kitty, then pointed to her ear and said "ear," then she gestured to the stuffed airplane toy in her room and said "Nanny airplane!"
"That's right," I cooed back. "We are going on an airplane on Friday to see Nanny!"
And we got dressed, and I said "Who is on your shirt?" and she looked down and said "Elmo!"
We have watched Elmo approximately three times. Ever.
Then tonight she tripped over a toy, and I commented that it was hard to walk when all of our toys are on the floor, so -- get this -- she started picking up her books and putting them away.
No wonder the F.B.I. visited us today.
Swear to God.
Moonpie had just gotten up from her nap (ok, let's tell the truth, we both had just gotten up from a nap) and was having a nice, relaxing sippy cup o'milk, when the doorbell rang.
I went to the door to find an avuncular gentleman in a tan trenchcoat on my doorstep.
(It was almost sixty degrees outside today. The trenchcoat was a little over-the-top, if you ask me. But I guess it is de rigeur for the F.B.I.)
Anyway, baby on my hip, I managed to open the door and step outside, squinting at him as I couldn't find my glasses.
(I can never find my glasses.)
He introduced himself and produced a badge, showing that he was from the Department of Justice (motto: Justicia est quis nos narro is est*).
And I sighed.
Now, everyone is guilty of something. The F.B.I. shows up at your door and I am sure you immediately would think of whatever it is that you hope they don't know about.
I, however, immediately assumed it was some stupid thing having to do with Moonpie's immigration.
Turns out one of our neighbors has applied for a job with the F.B.I. and they were just doing a background check on him.
Sure they are.
When I told him the F.B.I. had visited us today, D immediately asked me what I had done now.
He's right, I should never have questioned the moon landing. I take it all back...
* Justice is what we say it is
It's funny how police, FBI, whatever have the ability to do that to us . . . even when I have done nothing whatsoever, if I see a cop car I think "they are WATCHING me". I may be a little paranoid, though.
I am also squeeing over Moonpie's decision to tidy up; the sheer logic of it is outweighed only by the utter cute! Who knows, Oxford may have an opening left for a preschooler; she might even get in on scholarship! :P
Posted by: Andi | December 18, 2006 at 09:43 PM
oh yay! i just saw from cecily that you're back. a while ago i saw you'd gone password protected and i was disappointed not to be able to follow along but now i can! yay! :)
Posted by: Cat, Galloping | December 19, 2006 at 04:05 PM
Yea your back!!! :)
Posted by: Miss X | December 19, 2006 at 04:52 PM
The year two stuff (language esp) is so FUN! I love that she put the toys away, too cute.
FBI Agent at front door, gulp.
Posted by: MotherLawyer | December 20, 2006 at 11:05 AM
I'm so glad to see you're back! I miss the graphic at the top but the picture there now is very pretty and serene and I hope that is a reflection of where your life and family are now.
In other news, China has decided that fat, crazy, single or disabled folks don't need kids anyway. Because nobody who is any of those things actually has bio kids, right? Gaaaaah.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/12/20/AR2006122000033.html
Posted by: CharmingDriver | December 20, 2006 at 01:36 PM
Soper! I'm here via Cecily and so glad that you're back. A few months ago I had recommended your site to a co-worker who adopted from Russia... and she got hooked too.
Having you back is a great birthday present for me (shameless plug). I also have a 2-year-old and I can't wait to hear more about Miss Moonpie.
welcome back!
Posted by: SarahA | December 20, 2006 at 03:09 PM
Hooray! Soper rules my world! I was so sad when I found you had stopped posting and now you are back! My heart has filled with holiday joy!
I am still blogging but have password protected it. If you are interesting in reading, e-mail me and I'll give you the password.
I can't wait to read more about Moonpie. . .
Posted by: ThreeBees | December 20, 2006 at 09:35 PM
Soper, you louse, you're back and didn't tell! How dare you!
Moonpie has the prettiest hair, yey Monnpie! Now, how abt some wart pics, in honour of the good old days?
Posted by: Lioness | December 21, 2006 at 05:16 AM
Another happy Cecily referral.
And nice try with the backpeddaling on the moon landing, but you're on the list, baby.
Posted by: Slim | December 21, 2006 at 07:47 AM