Clearing out a drawer today, I came across a small, square box which contained a necklace that I had received for some Christmas or birthday and which I had completely forgotten about. I’ve never really been one for necklaces — I don’t like the feeling of a weight of hanging off my neck, and this one looked particularly heavy. I could see why it ended up in the bottom of that drawer.
But something possessed me to try it on, and I was surprised to find it was light and really quite comfortable. And surprised even more by how nice it looked. I was wearing a pair of old jeans and a plain v-neck t-shirt I’ve worn a million times, but this necklace seemed to suddenly liven things up. I looked… well… dressy! I left the necklace on all day.
Lying on the bed to feed E2 down to sleep tonight, she spotted the necklace for (what was apparently) the first time with a look of surprise, which quickly changed to intrigue.
“Mummy, what is that?!?”
“It’s my necklace.”
“Can I touch it? Can I touch the middle bit… there?” Her face was all scrunched up.
“Yes, go ahead.”
She lifted her hand toward the necklace, finger outstretched, hesitated a moment, and then pressed it gently against the middle of the pendant.
“OH!” her eyes wide, her face a picture of completely shock.
“What is it, sweetheart?” I asked, suppressing a chuckle. What about a necklace could possibly be so surprising?
“I thought…” she looked up at me, still startled and a little confused, “I thought it was cheese!”
Stumble it!
That made me laugh out loud. How confusing it must have been to her to think you had cheese hanging around your neck.
Ha ha!! Their little minds are such a mystery, aren’t they?? What a funny story.