Rocket Boy
Okay, so I have this little boy. He's had many nicknames in his short 3.5-year-old life so far. Cutie patootie. Peanut. Calvin. He Who Shall Be The Death of Me. You know, the usual. But he is now, and will forever be, Rocket Boy. This is a name he gave to himself last Friday while at the local quilt shop.
Since he chose a particularly painful like a hot poker in the eye colorful presentation for sharing this new moniker, I'll let the story tell itself:
Picture a charming quilt shop, the shelves carefully arranged with beautiful fabrics and a tantalizing array of fat quarters.
My little boy and I are poised and ready, at the counter with a stack of fabrics, lovingly hand-selected by said boy for the quilt we are working on together for his bed. I am giving cutting instructions to the clerk.
Me: I think we need half yard of the blue and half of the red.
Gootz is nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly my son starts doing this bizarre thing. He stands still, poised, then takes off running across the store. With sound effects.
Son: FFFFFFtttttttSSSSSssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Clerk: How much of this one?
Me: Goodness, my son just ran off....
Clerk: How much?
Me: Sorry, I just.... Half a yard, please.
My son appears from nowhere and screeches to a stop in front of me.
Son: Here you go.
He hands me a fat quarter.
Me: What's this?
Son: Faberick. I picked it. It's small. Like me.
Me: Where did you get this?
Son: FFFFFFtttttttSSSSSssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Me: Gootz?
Clerk: How much of this one?
Me: Can you just.... oh, half a yard, please.
My son appears and hands me another fat quarter.
Son: Here, Mom.
Me: Buddy....
Son: FFFFFFtttttttSSSSSssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Me: Gootz!!!! Where are you?
Clerk: So the fat quarters, then?
Me: No, we don't....
My son appears with yet another fat quarter.
Son: There you go.
Son: FFFFFFtttttttSSSSSssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Me: Look, I really need to...
Clerk: How much of this one?
Son: Here, Mom!
Me: WAIT!
Clerk: How much of this one?
Son: What, Mom?
Me: What are you doing?!
Son: I'm Rocket Boy. FFFFFFtttttttSSSSSssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Me: GOOTZ! GET OVER HERE!
Clerk: Ma'am, did you want me to cut this one?
Me: OF COURSE I WANT YOU TO CUT IT! DO YOU THINK I ENDURE THIS KIND OF TORTURE FOR KICKS? WHAT KIND OF SICKO DO YOU THINK I AM?
Clerk: So, half a yard, then?
Me: Yes. Thank you.
We did manage to find some new fabs. Which we brought home in great anticipation, washed, and put with what was left of the first set. Aren't they cute?
Comments (18)
Michelle:
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What great fabericks! They look wonderful together. Aren't kids great? That's a great story.
At that age my son told the fabric sales lady that she had a big belly. And no, she was not pregnant.
Posted by Michelle | May 21, 2007 3:34 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 15:34
That is too funny! You never know what kids are gonna do next.You can tell him this story someday when he has kids.
Posted by Donna | May 21, 2007 4:21 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 16:21
Hey there, just followed your comment over from our blog. Thanks for the visit! I love yours it's great, I'll put you up on the links list later today. To answer your question, my Sue Spargo is from Ginger Grove, which we sell in the shop along with all her other patterns. She is just fab, we love her stuff.
And as for sons.... my three year old once pulled his shorts down in a very snooty boutique to reveal his "Noo Thpiderman undies" to all the up themselves sales girls. Gotta love them.
Posted by Sarah | May 21, 2007 4:38 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 16:38
Oh, so many questions. I love this story! okay, so, he decided he is rocket boy at the quilt shop...Now, was this while in mid arm jumping from fabric wheel to fabric wheel? was it, while seated silently, his mind in a flutter while visiting other galaxies??? I need more information! This is tooo fun!!! xxo, Vanessa
Posted by Anonymous | May 21, 2007 5:28 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 17:28
Okay, I gues I had not seen the whole post? And then I so silly-lee, posted my last comment as anonymous. I have been in the throws of an intense movie. I am still wobbly. Okay, I love the story, love the boy. Love that he can pick fabric while morfed into a rocket...It is all wonderful. RIght up my alley. Now, when I start these antics, I usually get kicked out of the shop....Hmmmm..You know, me as a rocket... Joking...xxo
Posted by vanessa V | May 21, 2007 5:31 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 17:31
Rocket boy has very good taste. :D You need to bring that child out to the coast and set him loose in JoAnn's with Boy Wonder. OMG. We can just sit back and watch the fun. :D
Posted by Wende | May 21, 2007 6:13 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 18:13
I am laughing right now. Rocket boy is soooooo cute. Did you buy the fabrics he brought to you??? I read another blog some days ago and her little boy was doing a stitchery. Perhaps he could do that and make his own little quilt. Perhaps one of his own drawings.
Have a nice day and give rocketmat a BIG hug from me.
Posted by May Britt | May 21, 2007 11:54 PM
Posted on May 21, 2007 23:54
Oh, I had such a good giggle, reading your story !... and the fabrics are GORGEOUS !
Have fun !
NADINE
Posted by Nadine | May 22, 2007 1:00 AM
Posted on May 22, 2007 01:00
Great fabrics you have here...glad I had a look
Posted by Gypsy Purple | May 22, 2007 2:03 AM
Posted on May 22, 2007 02:03
Ah, that reminds me how stressful it is to have a kid run amuck and a husband in hiding.
Great name he picked out for himself though.
Posted by Angelina | May 22, 2007 9:13 AM
Posted on May 22, 2007 09:13
Angela! This is hilarious!! I can't tell you how many times I've been up at the fabric-cutting counter and had my kids start doing something weird that requires my attention. You try to deal with it and the lady at the counter looks at you as if you are the most lame, unorganized woman in the world...taking up her precious time! She has better things to do! :)
Anyway.... good work! Looks great!!
Teri
Posted by Teri | May 22, 2007 9:55 AM
Posted on May 22, 2007 09:55
Oh, what memories you bring to mind! When my boys were young, it was popular to have those scrunchy 'leash' things that attach your kiddos to yourself. I tried them once! Forget it! It seems that fabric stores and kid-leashes do not go together at all. Dear son hated fabric stores (he inherited that trait from his dad). But, with mom (me) being a fabricholic, dear son had no choice but to go with me. So, he's attached with a scrunchy leash that seems to stretch for miles. He simply loved making a game out of crawling under display rounders and winding himself through fabric bolts. Talk about frustration! He had a great time, and I ended up being pulled 'kinda' along with bolts in hand! Hehe. Anyway, I really relate to your post today!
LaTeaDah
Posted by LaTeaDah | May 22, 2007 10:29 AM
Posted on May 22, 2007 10:29
Oh my goodness. I was giggling the whole time I read that! :) At least you have a boy who will go to the fabric store with you and picks what he likes! They are wonderful colors. :)
Posted by Cindy | May 22, 2007 6:26 PM
Posted on May 22, 2007 18:26
Thanks for the chuckle--you told it so well, it was like being there! But maybe I'm glad I wasn't...!
Posted by Janelle | May 22, 2007 7:46 PM
Posted on May 22, 2007 19:46
Great story..brings back memories. Very nice fabrics there
Posted by Jeanette Jackson | May 23, 2007 7:19 PM
Posted on May 23, 2007 19:19
That certainly brings back memories of my youngest son, who was called 'sqeaky toy' for a while. You can just imagine the noises he made to inspire that name.
Posted by karla | May 24, 2007 6:21 AM
Posted on May 24, 2007 06:21
Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not the only person that happens to. Right now, it's Rocket Girl but I know when her brother gets bigger I'll have a Rocket Boy too. :)
Posted by Michelle | May 24, 2007 10:47 AM
Posted on May 24, 2007 10:47
Yet another great story, you write so well, I can see it happening..thank you. I do love the faberick choices and what a wonderful quilt it will be.
DianeL
Posted by Diane L | May 25, 2007 1:15 AM
Posted on May 25, 2007 01:15