I am really loving who my son is turning into as he is growing up.
Today he played with a group of boys at the school playground and after they wanted to do the usual good guys bad guys shooting type scenario he suggested they play Santas instead. So they pretended they were Santa and on a deadline to deliver presents to children and each of them was in charge of a continent and they had to rescue their reindeers from animal jail cause they got busted for speeding. And it was fabulous. My kid has imagination like no other and he is making this world a better place. Love this kid of ours.
In other news I got a text from my friend Allie. She is a little younger and a whole lot more hipster then I am so usually I have to google what she is talking about. Like that time everyone was talking about me reaching the magic 10k and I was too shy to admit that I never ran more then 6 kilometers ever, so I smiled and said thank you instead. Turns out they were talking about me having 10.000 followers on Instagram. But this time when Allie asked me if I became suggested I totally knew what she meant. Just so happens I checked my emails not long before that and saw that Instagram send me one congratulating me on becoming a suggested user. They called me a model Instagrammer and it made me a little teary eyed. And not because I realized they didn’t mean model as in Heidi Klum kinda model. Cause after all it is really nice when the community you love and spend so much time sharing with tells you that you are one of a kind. Seriously made my day.
Anyway I was a little suspicious that Allie knew about my big news just moments after it happened. At first I thought she must be in San Francisco having donuts at Instagram HQ talking about me. But she told me she was at home so clearly there had to be some other explanation. She must be a spy. Or maybe an alien. Whatever it was it was worrying me until she informed me that Instagram started following me so that indicates I am now a suggested one. Wait a minute. Instagram is on Instagram?! How confusing.
Then this afternoon I am scrolling through Facebook and I watched a video a friend posted about some airline surprising all the passengers on their transatlantic flight by buying them presents they asked Santa for. Which made me cry. Genuine happiness on people’s faces is second to none. I went on scrolling through news from friends and such, liking random funny thoughts and silly photos and then there is my son, in an ad. Seriously freaked me out. In a good way but oh my. Surreal.
I took a photo of it cause nobody would believe me otherwise, right?
Before you ask, no I did not see Julian’s commercial on the telly. We don’t have cable. Actually we do have cable we just never set it up. I did try to connect the box on Thanksgiving morning so we could see it but get this: I did not have the right cable to set up the cable. The irony…
So today was the first time I saw the commercial pop up. Really chuffed to be honest. Just like I am about my boy playing Santas and my life being happy.
This post is starting to make no sense and sounding a little braggy. Possibly because I should be sleeping. Life has been so crazy busy past few months I have all these things to tell you and posts written in my head and I really need to get back to blogging because I miss it so.
Why don’t you tell me what’s new with you?