Monkey Hear, Monkey Mimic and the Streaker

There is a hole-in-wall Mexican place in Iowa, called Taco Casa. Their soft shell tacos are the one food I want when I am sick – I craved them my entire pregnancies. Nowhere matches or comes close to the awesome sauce they put on their tacos.

My husband hates them.

So imagine my laughter as we sat at my mother’s table, Taco Casa passed all around. The Tackler inhaled his taco, and Lil Diva, intrigued, demanded some for herself.

After taking a bite, she grinned at us and said,

“Mmmm.. Dah-wi-sha!”

Mimicking my son’s “Mmmm… delicious!” tone to perfection.

She has since said it about other foods, but that it first was spoken eating one of my favorite childhood foods, just makes it so much more awesome.

And given my husband’s distaste of the place, all the more hilarious.

* * *

I had the brilliant idea to meet up with a good friend from college at a small water park on a Sunday evening (a week ago). The plan was to go in late afternoon while it was warm and stay for a few hours. At the last minute, I talked my grandparents into going to watch the kids enjoy the water, figuring an extra set of eyes – even if they don’t see so well – were better than two sets.

We arrived at 5:30, two hours later than planned because after days of not napping, Lil Diva finally stopped coughing long enough to take a 3.5 hour nap. I was thrilled, but once again marveled how such lengthy naps only happen when plans exist.

The sun was low in the sky as I wrangled the kids and g-rents to the kiddie pool. I stuck my toe in – it was COLD.

“It was warm a few weeks ago,” my friend said, the pool even advertised as heated.

Evidently this occurs until they switch to being open on weekends only.

My teeth chattered as I joined my kids – who absolutely loved the wide family waterslide. Over and over Lil Diva and I slid together, as The Tackler raced to join us and “race” down the slide.

We even tried the lazy river. My friend helped to secure my son as her daughter obediently listened to her as I juggled Lil Diva, who was too small to sit on the tubes without plummeting through.

Once we found a rhythm and The Tackler knew what to expect, I made sure to hit all the waterfalls along the way which elicited cackles and laughter from my two daredevils.

Even with the chilly water and abnormally cool air (to the Texans used to it being 105 degrees at 8 PM), we had a blast.

The end arrived and I herded The Tackler into the small changing room which had a shower at waist height – perfect for the kids – while Lil Diva bolted for the splash area again.

I left him in the water – which turns off every thirty seconds – and raced after Lil Diva.

I turned around, a screaming Diva in my hands and my jaw dropped.

The Tackler walked outside of the changing room/bathroom and was a good thirty feet away from the door, arms wrapped around his shoulders, teeth chattering. Completely naked.

Actual re-enactment.

I wrapped him into a towel and escorted him back to the changing room as quickly as possible, while simultaneously carrying a protesting Lil Diva like a sack of potatoes under my arm.

I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or be mortified so I did a little of both.

Has your child streaked in public, or only in privacy of your home?


About Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos

Kelly K has learned the five steps to surviving of motherhood: 1) Don't get mad. Grab your camera. 2) Take a photograph. 3) Blog about it. 4) Laugh. 5) Repeat. She shares these tales at Dances with Chaos in order to preserve what tiny amount of sanity remains. You can also find her on her sister blog, Writing with Chaos ( sharing memoir and engaging in her true love: fiction writing. It's cheaper than therapy.
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11 Responses to Monkey Hear, Monkey Mimic and the Streaker

  1. John says:

    Both of my kids (mind you, they’re still under two) have been fully naked in public on multiple occasions . . . it’s cute 😉

    Worst was when I was in the Y changing room, and CJ decided to bolt for the door before I had a diaper on him . . . because I was naked, myself. For the first time, he pushed the door open. And escaped.

    I grabbed a towel, and I’m 99% sure all of my naughty bits were covered . . . but he was waving to a group of people as they came in, smile on his face, naked as a jaybird.

  2. Dianne says:

    My 3 year old is known in our neighborhood as “the naked child.” He is naked more than he is clothed. The funniest places he has decided to undress: the playground at Waterloo, inside one of the inflatables at a bounce house place while he jumped away, happy as could be.

  3. Public, private, you name it! My two boys have been naked in it at one point or another in their lives. My 8 year old is getting much, MUCH better about it. But my 5 year old is going through an “I’m all about being naked” phase! Driving me crazy!

  4. For a minute I thought you were going to ask if I’ve ever streaked in public…

  5. Anastasia says:

    I’m going to say laugh! My daughter hates clothes so we’ve had that problem before.

  6. I think my son has clothes off more often than he has them on. Should make preschool interesting this fall!

  7. Jackie says:

    HA! I love how modesty is a foreign concept for you little guy!

  8. ms sharealot says:

    My girls have never been streakers too much, except in the house, after bath. My favorite streaking memory though, if from my wedding. The ring bearer had to be redressed multiple times before the ceremony! Ha!

  9. Carrie says:

    Aww, kids naked shouldn’t even be considered streaking. My two decided to have a “naked day”. They even wandered out front while we were watering the gardens. We live on a busy street. People were walking dogs. People went by jogging. And they all cracked a smile at my 5 and 3 yo 🙂

  10. Kris says:

    HA! I’m kind of exhausted after reading this post.

    My daughter has never done the streaking thing, but my little brother did a million times when we were young. The most hilarious was when I was in 4th grade. All my girlfriends came to the front door to pick me up for school. My brother answered the door NAKED. You can imagine their reaction. I can still hear the shrieking laughter.

  11. JDaniel4's Mom says:

    So far it has just been at home!

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