Thursday, January 24, 2013


So, it turns out that being sick makes life much less entertaining for me because I try to avoid talking to children for fear of passing out in front of them. I do get to talk to the people at the drugstore though, since I've been there about five times in the past week. Today the lady in front of me in line purchased 12 (yes, I counted) cases of soda and ended up getting them half off with some sort of coupon. Maybe she is stocking her own soda machine? Whatever she decides to do with them, I just hope she and the people drinking all that soda don't catch whatever I have. And I also hope that she doesn't live on the third floor like me. Yikes!

Saturday, January 12, 2013


Most of the kids in my life have an interesting fascination with hand sanitizer. Not just any ol' hand sanitizer, but the Bath and Body Works selections that can smell like anything from pumpkin, to candy cane, to Paris (allegedly).

In October my five-year-old friend and his two-year-old brother got a mini pumpkin sanitizer with a glow-in-the-dark keychain. When I walked in the door to babysit the boys that day, they grabbed my by the wrists and tugged me towards the bathroom. I smiled nervously at their father as he waved goodbye. "Oh, they just want to show you something," he reassured me. Potty training success, I wondered?

My five-year-old friend gathered the three of us into the bathroom, closed the door and switched off the lights to reveal the glowing emblem of cleanliness. "Look, Ms. Renee, my hand sanitizer glows!!!!"

Well, I only thought that was as cool as it gets, but no. Not until kids are introduced to candy cane hand sanitizer. This past week, my four-year-old cousin from Canada asked for some. I was wedged between his booster seat and his baby brother's car seat when I squeezed out some of the glorified lotion into his hands. He rubbed his hands together, cupped them around his face and proclaimed, "That smells AWFUL!"

"It's supposed to smell like a candy cane. You dont like it?" I asked, slightly saddened by the waste. Most people love the smells; unless they've been lying to me all along. Maybe my whole life is a lie!

He took a deep whiff of his hands again after it had dried and changed his tune. "Can I have some more? Mom, Dad, smell my hands! I smell like a candy cane!"

Oh, dear. My cousin ended up loving it, only after it smelled awful. But then two days later my five and two-year-old friends got a glimpse of my keychain and begged me to share.

"Ms. Enay," smiled my two-year-old friend. "Can I have some of your hanitizer?"

It looks like I need to go restock my supply of hanitizer, because when kids say something that cute, how could I possibly say no?

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Things Only a Five-year-old can Say

"Nay, you're hair's really pretty. Can I smell it?"

Yep, this is what my youngest nephew asked me the other day. It's adorable for now, just as long as he doesn't ask me the same thing when he's 25.

Friday, January 4, 2013

Three Wishes

Yesterday my four-year-old Canadian cousin and I watched Aladdin together for the first time. Of course, I had to ask him what he would wish for if he had three wishes. Here they are:

1. A Nerf gun (apparently he already has one)
2. To live in Florida (I'd love that too! Come on down!)
3. To drink Faysal's tea (my husband's Moroccan tea has really made an impression on him)