Faceless No More
'Tis the season for clearance and savings, so all around the town I drag the kid. Into one store, around to the next, we dodge to and fro in search of holly jolly sales.
Once we had resolved the minor issues of wrapping paper and twinkly lights, we set out to find Random Christmas Crap. Anything cute that could be stashed on a shelf or table was fair game.
As we strolled into Pier One, I looked around for anything that resembled a penguin. I'm on a mission to add a few thousand cute penguins to our holiday mix. I found a couple that were just right when Alexis suddenly declared, "Can I have that?"
It was a snowman. A cute but odd snowman.
I was simultaneously intrigued because CUTE! and yet weirded out. The snowman doesn't have a face. Why doesn't he have a face? And how do I even know it's a he? Because he's a faceless weirdo, that's how.
"I don't think so," I told the short person who apparently finds faceless things appealing. We continued to shop around as I tried to find even more penguins.
Alexis helped me to search, but kept referring back to the faceless snowman. "Momma, I really like him," she would say. "He could go in my room!" she would promise. "But he's so cute!" she would insist.
At last I checked the price tag and decided the faceless creep did have potential as being the right size for our mantle. It's insanely hard to find anything that fits there and doesn't look stupid, so it was worth the small price to chance it.
As we stood in line waiting to pay for the faceless creep and my penguins, a hush suddenly overcame the store. The short person who hadn't stopped talking loudly the entire time we had been there was suddenly silent. With panicked eyes, I quickly scanned the store in search of Alexis. WHERE. WAS. SHE?
Oh. Right beside me. Heh.
Alexis was standing at the counter, glued closely to the faceless snowman. Her face contorted first into one goofy face, and then another, and then another. With a laugh, I realized she was looking at her own reflection bouncing from the snowman's body. She didn't just give him one face, she gave him dozens, each one goofier than the last.
She is Such. A. Dork.
And obviously mine.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Reader Comments (10)
Obviously.
He is kind of creepy though...
Love! I like the snowman, too.
He's not a faceless snowman, he's a create your own face snowman. She figured that out.
first, that snowman is way, way cute.
second, i'm loving that she made faces to reflect back at her. AWESOME.
third, i'm looking all over the after christmas sales for a specific item that i am embarrassed to want. it is really tacky, but gives me warm, happy memories of my childhood. don't judge, but i so need a plastic, light up santa that is about three feet tall. you know the ones that are so atrocious that it makes your eyes hurt, especially after he fades and the paint chips? yeah, i need one. any idea where i can get one?
You're right....that snowman is kind of scary/creepy. But I'm loving her resolution so it!!! Great!
you both are dorks. And I love you for it.
That is the coolest thing ever!
I like him! And, Alexis is adorable.
I can just picture her faces.
I had to laugh because if Dylan were ever silent, I would have to look
around for him too.
Five minutes of peace is worth any price. Especially if it's on sale. ;-)
Where is his faceeeeeee. I'm going to have faceless snowman nightmares. thanks Alexis.