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... featuring Addie C. Jones.
Over the last couple weeks of June, Addie C. and I had to visit the University a few times. She would hit the campus running, her pace slowing only when it was time to get back into our van. But she had lots of things to say along the way.
"Is that the Aversity? The place with the pictures of the beer bottles all over it?" This is overheard on the way to the Aversity, as we drove by the Hiram Walker plant on Riverside Drive.
"Nope, but University is a place just like this ..." I explain. At least it was when Jonesy and I were last on Campus.
"Hello!" or "Hi! I'm Addie." Addie C. says hello to everyone - outside landscapers, construction workers, secretaries, students, rocks, grass, puppies named Cooper ... everyone. Until someone says "hello" to her and then she wants to hide.
"What's that drink, Mommy?" Addie C. asks, pointing to a vending machine.
"That is Full Throttle Energy Drink," I tell her.
"Can we get some?" she wants to know. "Puleeeeeeeeese..."
"No. You may NEVER have that drink. Not ever."
And I am very serious about that.
"Can we go up those stairs 'cause I've never been there before." This is not really a question, because she is already half way up the stairs before she has finished the statement.
"Mommy!! Don't leave me ..." screamed at the top of her lungs, as she is running "full throttle" across the campus.
"I don't like that building with all the weeds on it."
Addie C. is referring to Dillon Hall, once known as Assumption Hall. It was built in 1928 and is the most architecturally beautiful building on campus. Plus ... it holds a special place in my heart because I had many, many classes in there and I had my picture taken in front of it (with those beautiful weeds as a back drop), wearing my cap and gown after my graduation with my Grampa.
"Addison, if you don't stay with Mommy, I will not bring you to visit the University again." As she is running "full throttle" across the campus.
"Do they have a garbage at this place? At the Aversity?" Addie C. asks.
"Yes, they do," I explain. These are the types of conversations I participate in.
"Then why do people just throw their stuff on the floor?" she wants to know, as she points out a dirty kleenex on the ground.
"I don't know," I tell her honestly.
She has a point. Why don't people use the garbage bins that are scattered around campus?
"She is just beautiful." Commented by a young girl waiting in a line behind us. She was probably thinking that her children will never run around all crazy like this little girl. See you in a few years ... 'cause that is exactly what I once thought.
Just wait until she visits the Aversity when all the full-time students return. Wait ... would you take crazy Addie C. Jones to a crowded University Campus? Me either.
Over the last couple weeks of June, Addie C. and I had to visit the University a few times. She would hit the campus running, her pace slowing only when it was time to get back into our van. But she had lots of things to say along the way.
"Is that the Aversity? The place with the pictures of the beer bottles all over it?" This is overheard on the way to the Aversity, as we drove by the Hiram Walker plant on Riverside Drive.
"Nope, but University is a place just like this ..." I explain. At least it was when Jonesy and I were last on Campus.
"Hello!" or "Hi! I'm Addie." Addie C. says hello to everyone - outside landscapers, construction workers, secretaries, students, rocks, grass, puppies named Cooper ... everyone. Until someone says "hello" to her and then she wants to hide.
"What's that drink, Mommy?" Addie C. asks, pointing to a vending machine.
"That is Full Throttle Energy Drink," I tell her.
"Can we get some?" she wants to know. "Puleeeeeeeeese..."
"No. You may NEVER have that drink. Not ever."
And I am very serious about that.
"Can we go up those stairs 'cause I've never been there before." This is not really a question, because she is already half way up the stairs before she has finished the statement.
"Mommy!! Don't leave me ..." screamed at the top of her lungs, as she is running "full throttle" across the campus.
Addie C. is referring to Dillon Hall, once known as Assumption Hall. It was built in 1928 and is the most architecturally beautiful building on campus. Plus ... it holds a special place in my heart because I had many, many classes in there and I had my picture taken in front of it (with those beautiful weeds as a back drop), wearing my cap and gown after my graduation with my Grampa.
"Addison, if you don't stay with Mommy, I will not bring you to visit the University again." As she is running "full throttle" across the campus.
"Do they have a garbage at this place? At the Aversity?" Addie C. asks.
"Yes, they do," I explain. These are the types of conversations I participate in.
"Then why do people just throw their stuff on the floor?" she wants to know, as she points out a dirty kleenex on the ground.
"I don't know," I tell her honestly.
She has a point. Why don't people use the garbage bins that are scattered around campus?
"She is just beautiful." Commented by a young girl waiting in a line behind us. She was probably thinking that her children will never run around all crazy like this little girl. See you in a few years ... 'cause that is exactly what I once thought.
Just wait until she visits the Aversity when all the full-time students return. Wait ... would you take crazy Addie C. Jones to a crowded University Campus? Me either.
1 comments:
Loved that story about my "littlest princess". Addie will always keep you on your toes, Jill. What a sweetheart!