Yesterday afternoon I took Super Z to Wal-mart for our weekly shopping trip. He agreed to sit in the "baby seat" of the buggy (a) so he could talk to me and (b) because I let him have a sucker. Hey! I never said that I was above bribing my son!
We had a pretty good trip. He wanted everything in the store because, "Me and my sister need it!" We were able to strike a compromise. I only had to buy half of the contents of Wal-Mart. Half is better than all, right?
As we were checking out, a Hispanic couple got in line behind us, directly in the line of Super Z fire. Of course, Super Z attempted to strike up a conversation with them, he has to strike up a conversation with everybody that he sees. It would have been rude of him not to.
As I was unloading the buggy I heard him ask, "So, what are you getting for Christmas, Man?"
I looked up to see the man smiling worriedly. In broken English he responded, "Yes, yes, Merry Christmas!"
Super Z shook his head and ignored the shushes from the Mom end of our arrangement.
"No, I said what are you getting for Christmas," Super Z insisted.
The man and the woman both smiled hopelessly at me indicating that they had no idea what the boy was saying. I returned their smile and continued to unload my buggy.
"You know, Christmas? What are you getting? Christmas?What are you getting for Christmas?," Super Z implored becoming more and more agitated by the minute.
"Super Z, they can't understand you," I tried again, smiling at the cashier who was cracking up by this point.
He glanced at me briefly and then looked back at his audience.
"You have to know Christmas," he declared and then broke out in song, "Jingle Bells Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride in a four horse open sleigh! HEY!" (What can I say? It is four horses in Super Z world.)
The people just smiled weakly.
At that point my son threw his hands up. "Aren't you even ready for Christmas?," he asked sadly. He shook his head slowly as I pushed the cart towards the door.
"You know, Mom. I don't think they are ready for Christmas.," he said simply.
I just patted his little hand and smiled.