It’s France for Fantastic

Kierran has had me in stitches lately. His personality is growing into this tall 6 year old body of his. Last night while I was tucking him into bed he asked me the same question each of his brothers still ask me EVERY night, “What are we doing tomorrow?”

It just so happens that we were meeting up with a friend of his and her mom from his Kindergarten class, Brooklyn, at a local coffee shop. I knew he would be ecstatic. He didn’t give me the reaction I had assumed he would give me but instead said, “Mom, can you buy me a boys dress and some boy lipstick?”

“A what?!?”

“You know the fancy boy dress with the bow tie?” He’s making hand gestures like he’s straightening a bow tie around his neck.

“You mean a tuxedo?”

“Yeah, with a bow tie and a hat and boy lipstick.”

“You mean chap stick?”

“Yeah, I need all that.”

“Well, we can see about that but I won’t be able to get it as soon as tomorrow if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Yeah, I was thinking I’d wear a tuxedo with a bow tie and a hat.” He lifts his head, folds his arms behind his head and says, “Hellllloooo Brooklyn.”

I’m so used to these boys saying crazy things I can usually hold it together and roll my eyes but that conversation took me off guard and I lost it. Though it’s typical of him to want to be dressed to the nines or as he puts it, “Fantas-teek” which he tells me is “France for fantastic.”

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