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Monday, March 3, 2008

Moon Over Charlotte

On our trip down South last month, we had a three-hour-and-something layover at the Charlotte airport. I know it sounds awful, but it really was a pleasant and memorable experience. That airport has a beautiful, open atrium at its heart, full of shops and restaurants and a plentitude of beautiful Southern sunshine spilling in through its glass ceiling and wall to wall windows. Instead of the requisite steel and molded plastic seating you're used to parking it in while you wait, the Charlotte airport has rows of oak rocking chairs, painted a clean, fresh white, for its temporary visitors to enjoy. And enjoy we did.

There's also a beautiful balcony overlooking the atrium and all its offerings, stocked with more of the comfy, restful rockers - a great place to relax and take part in one of my favorite activities, people-watchin'. Of course, Bean took one look at the stairs that led up to that balcony and immediately began to climb them, her Daddy hot on her heels. I had already taken up residence in a rocker on the lower level, so I was happy to sit and look on as they climbed the 50 or so steps up and began exploring a newer and EVEN MORE exciting nook of this new and exciting locale. Through the clear glass balcony walls, I could see Bean scurrying back and forth across its expanse, her father in hasty pursuit, and hear her gleeful, chipmunk laughter and his Gonnagetcha gonnagetcha gonnagetchas from where I sat rocking on the floor below. Watching the two of them together's one of the biggest joys of my life.

Knowing Bean would get a kick out of peeking down at her Mama from her perch high above, Al waved her over to the glass wall and pointed to me as I looked up, waving and smiling. Bean's face lit up and I could hear her little voice sing out, "Look Daddeeeeeeeee! Iss Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" As she began waving back at me and smacking her little hands on the glass for all she was worth, many other travelers looked up at the commotion and smiled, laughed and waved at my little sweetie. Then I saw Al gently remove her hands and show her the smudges she was making.

Bean looked at the smudges, her face scrunched into a perplexed expression and then paused, her little mental wheels turning. Slowly, she turned around, lifted the hem of her dress way up to expose her little behind clad in ribbed cotton tights, pressed her seat up against the windows, and proceeded to clean up that glass by smoodging her little Parker House rolls back and forth and back and forth across it.

The spectators laughed uproariously. Bean continued scrubbing those glass walls butt ooops, I mean BUT good.

I covered my face with my hands and attempted to compose myself.

Daddy collected himself, jerked Bean's dress down, and biting the insides of his cheeks, escorted our little exhibitionist back down the steps, her still grinning and waving, all the way to the, er, bottom.

25 comments:

  1. Oh my, that was hilarious. Thanks for that!

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  2. Very funny! I'm sure she'll greatly appreciate that story later...ammunition, Mama, ammunition!!

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  3. Oh, the buns--er, puns--are delicious!!

    --Jeanne

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  4. Jeanne - Yeah, they *cracked* me up too. Hee hee hee.

    M

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  5. oh girl! the rocking chairs in the charlotte airport are my FAVORITE!

    yeah. charlotte airport is one of my favorites. its a very comfy place to get stuck in when flying....

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  6. That Bun...I mean Bean is a cutie!

    This post makes me miss living in Charlotte!

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  7. Very very cute. One for her scrapbook, if you are so inclined. Cracked me UP! (no pun intended)

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  8. oh.my.word. We're traveling a lot with the husband's work lately and we fly out of Charlotte. Now when I start laughing hysterically walking through the airport, the hubby will know for sure I've lost it. Thanks for the visual!

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  9. Oh - that's a good story. One to be passed down through a few generations!

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  10. Oh my GOSH! How clever!

    I need to teach Nathan and Ava not to do that. You should SEE my sliding glass door and our glass storm door on the front..... NOT PRETTY.

    xoxo Julie

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  11. That's fabulous! We laughed and laughed!
    Please come to England, the more I read about her the more I have to meet your gorgeous girl!

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  12. Bean has actions every bit as cute as she is!

    cutie-patootie for sure!

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  13. That is hilarious! Such a great story. I can see little girl doing that. Be thankful she wanted to clean up after herself...

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  14. Oh that is one memory to store in the precious section of your mind.
    Rocking chairs HuH?? I'll have to get to that airport someday....

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  15. I know Al was BUMmed about her behavior. Tell him to put his all BEHIND him. I'm sure the people who clean the glass wouldn't have been too ANAL about it...BUT, I bet she was cute!!!


    tee hee

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  16. too cute! way to make a boring time delay entertaining--both you and bean!

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  17. haha...thanks. i go through there like three times a year, so now i'll giggle every time i'm sure. (although, right below that is the Carolina BBQ place, and while it's not MY true Carolina bbq, it'll do. my point is, i can giggle about the Bean while i'm scarfing down that shredded pork)

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  18. This is exactly why Bean is going to love that you had a blog when she is 16! :) What a great story!

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  19. What? No picture?! Cause that's a moment for the scrapbooks... the kind of picture that you pull out when Bean's teenage boyfriend comes over for dinner.

    I love the things 3-year olds do!!

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  20. Oh my gosh! She's so FUNNY!
    And you're such a wonderful, vivid writer, too. Beautifully written!

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  21. what a priceless story. I am so glad you shared it. It gave me much needed smile today. :)thanks.

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  22. Oh, my! Too funny!

    I spent a great deal of time in the Charlotte airport about this time last year...chasing Joshua. As soon as you mentioned it, I thought of those rocking chairs!

    I think you should tell that story at Bean's wedding, LOL!

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  23. ROFLOL, That is sooo funny. She had such a bunn-ny good time.

    The airport sounds nice too. All airports should take from their lead

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  24. Oh my goodness, I would have rolled off my comfy chair for sure! I'll bed she made everybody's day - too funny & thanks for the giggle :)

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