You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. (from Oh! The Places You’ll Go by Dr. Seuss)
We were selecting a pineapple for pineapple quesadillas when an entire marching band blasted into the supermarket, marching three by three, and playing full stop. And just behind the drummers came the flag twirlers, with red, blue, and silver flags waving. This isn’t something I “saw on Mulberry Street.” (In other words, I’m not exaggerating.) I don’t know why the band was there, but Benjamin and I sure enjoyed it.
It seems lately that we’ve been finding fun wherever we go. Just last weekend, at my friend’s medical school graduation, we happened to choose the seat just in front of a lady with a foam clown nose in her purse which she used to endlessly entertain our child. And this evening at a Mexican food restaurant, we sat beneath a “flock” of brightly painted wooden parrots. They’ve surely always been there, but I didn’t really notice them before because I didn’t have a fifteen-month-old who was captivated by them.
I love being the mother of a toddler. It’s like putting on 3D glasses. If there’s a clown nose in a purse or a boom band playing, we’ll find it.