Sweet Life With Mary

Almost every Wednesday for the past two months, Mary had been going on a playdate with Marley, her newest best friend from Kindergarten. I am thankful beyond words that they keep having her over and that both Mary and Marley keeps enjoying their time together outside of school. As Marley is not comfortable yet to going to other people’s houses or being with other grown-ups without her parents, Mary always goes to THEIR house, giving me at least 6 hours on Wednesday to get things done at home. Thank you, thank you so much!

It is not enough that Mary gets to play at Marley’s basement playground (her parents have furnished their basement to be one big playroom with toys galore), K (Marley’s grandma) almost always take them somewhere special – the Butterfly Museum, a hair salon… This Wednesday was to “the mall.”

If you live in Louisville and Boulder area, “the mall” refers to Flatirons Crossing Mall. And in that mall is a Build-A-Bear workshop.

So, she came home with “Husky”… on a pink leash… with a bridal costume (complete with veil, garter and bouquet)…with pink cowboy boots… with skates…with eyeglasses that matches Mary. ALL courtesy of K. Then, there is the Gap shirt (that matches with Marley). And then, there is the photo with Santa. Oh, and she had chicken teriyaki at the food court, too. ALL courtesy of K.

What a lucky girl!

Thank you so much, K.

I have expressed my thanks to K personally and she was very gracious about it— “They had fun!”

But there’s this niggling feeling of “how can I reciprocate?”

In the past, we have taken one of Mary’s friends to Elitch Gardens, another one to the mall where I did get a little treat for the two girls but nothing close to K’s generosity. The other moms always offer to pay for something which I have always refused. When Mary gets taken anywhere and given treats on playdates, I also offer to pay for something and have always been refused, as well.

I guess, we should just be thankful that Mary has found a very good friend, one that enjoys her company as much as she enjoys theirs. And they happen to be very generous with their treats? Immensely thankful.

I remember that all through high school, I ws best friends with the richest girl in class. She is the seventh of 9 kids, mom is a doctor, dad is an engineer, she always had the coveted “Ace” leather bags, latest style “Gregg” black shoes, Mills and Boon romance novel AND her family has a pool. Felt so lucky to be friends with her as I get invited often to their house .

Now, what to do about the cross-dresser Husky?

Mary has changed the name to “Huska.” Still, I do not think it is a name fit for a bride.

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On another note, this is the last post for Nablopomo.  Yay! I made it!

Thanks everyone for stopping by and reading my posts, also for your wonderful, wonderful comments. I will still be blogging everyday. Its too much fun to stop now.