BOOSTER SEAT

Where should I begin?

I know a few things for sure.  My mother is my mother, my father is my father and God provides.

Right now I'm wondering if God has provided everyone with a companion who is guaranteed to regularly make them laugh until they literally cry.

I just finished wiping my eyes.  I was in bed trying to sleep when I thought about a conversation MinDog and I had a few hours prior.   I COULD NOT STOP LAUGHING!  All by myself in the wee hours of the morning I was cracking up.

I haven't a clue why but for some reason MinDog and I were talking about booster seats.  Below is a snippet of the conversation that has me thanking God for my MinDog this morn.

METCH:
I want a booster seat.

MINDOG:
You know what?  You might need one.   Let me check right now (she types something into google I assume, there is a brief pause)-  Oh son, you are just making it!   Any child under 4'9" is required to be in a booster seat.  You're only five feet(she pauses thoughtfully).  I think you should get  one and take it on all your dates.

METCH:
When I come out of the house with it he might think I have a child or something.

MINDOG:
And that's when you say, "Oh this?  This booster seat is for me.  It's for safety."

Let the laughing begin.  Just that flash of the conversation ran through my head as I was lying in bed.  I couldn't help it-  I began to imagine all the men that I am currently known to run around town with (in reality and my dreams) pulling up to my building to find me standing there with my booster seat in hand.  Seriously, with all this laughter I don't think I need to do crunches for a month!

Don't let me come across an extra hundred because I might go buy one.  Please, file this under- SILLY THINGS I DREAM OF DOING and if you want to see what I would look like in a booster seat click here- when you see that very tall little boy in the seat just imagine it's me.