I am Selfless…Sometimes
I’m not what you’d call the selfless type. I mean, I refuse to let Maya drink from my water bottle, even when she is about to fall over from heat exhaustion. I’ve also been known to hide desserts in the back of the freezer to ensure that Ali and Maya will never find it. And I’ll admit to lying when it suits me:
“Maya, we’re all out of chocolate. I told you a million times!”
You know that as soon as she went to bed I dug out a secret stash.
But this weekend I made the ultimate sacrifice. Not only did Ali dig into my Anthropologie stash to shell out $70 X 3 tickets to see a kid’s show, but I sat through 90 minutes of Dora the Explorer. Halfway through Ali and I looked up from our iPhones to exchange the following:
Me: I wish I could shoot myself in the head.
Ali: I wish I could hand you a gun.
Carson Daly was sitting in front of us and I’m pretty that if asked, he would have happily utilized the gun that Ali so generously offered up.
I will permanently have nightmares about Dora in her pink shorts and orange top singing “Swiper No Swiping!” at the top of her lungs. And if that doesn’t scream selfless, I don’t know what does.