How to Make Friends

I have this habit that I got from my mother.  At least I am going to blame her for it.  I do it to get a rise out of Cody, and it is easy to do so.  All I have to do is pat her on the rear end when I walk past her.   She jumps in the air and spins around, arms flying everywhere, trying to defend herself, all the while screaming at me to, “Watch it!”  Jackie Chan would be proud.  Soon it became a habit.  Anytime I wanted the girls’ attention I would pat them on the rear end.  When we would go into a store or someplace similar and they were in my way, I would pat them on the rump and say excuse me.  Now I just pat and walk by.  They know the drill.

Anyway, about two weeks ago we went to the library which is rather small.  The girls and I were looking at the movies when one of the girls got in my way.  So I patted her rear end and said, “excuse me, please”, and walked on by.  The instant I patted I knew that rear end did not belong to me.  I looked up and saw this blushing 70ish woman looking at the movies where, previously, my children had been.  As I apologized to the lady, my girls, who witnessed it all, began laughing, hysterically and loudly.  Unfortunately, the girls and the poor lady involved were not the only ones who witnessed my mistake.  One of librarians saw it all and began to laugh just as loudly as the girls were.  Tears were shed that day.  Luckily, the 70ish women took it all in stride, although, she never said a word, only blushed and smiled.

We went to the library the other day to turn in some books and movies.  When we walked in the librarian looked at me, and with a huge grin said, “No butt grabbing today.”  She then began to crack-up all over again. 

As a side note, Cody has been going around doing her “happy dance” while saying “woot woot”, because, she got a job at the library, an actual job not a volunteer job.  Go Cody!