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Sunday
Feb082009

Someday, He's Going To Charge Royalties

Once upon a time, there was a soon-to-be-blogger named Shannon.  She was about to start a little blog of very little import.  It was to be her dirty little secret, you know?

Anyway, one day she was at her best friend's house, painting a dining room or something, and her best friend's three maybe four year old son came up to ask her a question.  This soon-to-be-blogger, she was also a mother of two boys, and if there was one thing in life she was good at, it was tuning kids out.  She hardly even noticed the "um, um, excuuuuuuuuse me..." and the tug-tug-tug on her shirt.  The Kid's mother didn't notice either, really.  Shannon and her best friend never got to hang out, and when they did, the world just had to stop turning until they were done.  The pleases grew louder, the tugs grew firmer until The Kid was done.  He'd had it.  He stood in between The soon-to-be-blogger named Shannon and her best friend and said very loudly, "HEY MISTER LADY!  Can I..."

Whatever he'd wanted was totally irrelevant.  He'd forgotten his friend's moms name, and the only thing he could think to call her was Mr Lady.  Shannon and her best friend about died laughing.  A few years later, about a year into Shannon's blog, her best friend reminded her of that day.  And that, my friends, is how Mr Lady came to be.

Today is The Kid's 9th birthday.  I was trying to think of something profound to say to him, but he's, well, nine.  He probably doesn't give a rat's ass what his crazy Canadian auntie has to say about him on some weird website.  Also, I've kind of already said it and I don't think I could do it better a second time.  That's one of my favorite posts I've ever written in my life, because it's one of my favorite things that has ever happened to me in my life.

Happy birthday, Kid.  Thank you for changing my life, your mom's life, everyone's life.  I owe you, kiddo, more than you'll ever know.

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Reader Comments (40)

Okay that was awesome and adorable.

I always think of "Doctor Girlfriend" from Venture Brothers when I hear Mr. Lady.

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMaria

He could have called you much worse, huh?

I love this story.

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMelisa

Love it and Happy Birthday to him!

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterVeronica

Love it! I always wondered how you came up with that one. :)

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterShannon

What sweet photos. Happy Birthday Kid.

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterRee

lol...and the name stuck awsome! love it :D

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered Commentersuper mama

I can't help but be reminded how quickly the kids are growing up. Great story of how you became Mr. Lady. Who knew that The Kid was responsible? Just grand.

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterOne Mom's Opinion

And in spite of the photo of you in The Boots, I still see Mr. Lady as that LEGO character from Fury's LEGO Superclub. Sorry.

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMs. Maxwell

Aha!
Happy bday, TK!

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterApril

Okay, so I just typed in 'lickrlovr' instead of, well, putting the 'f'. And about peed my pants laughing. I should've left it.

What a sweetie he is-and dude, he deserves every penny of those royalties you'll be paying soon...who else could've come up with Mr Lady?!?

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterflickrlovr

LOVE the explanation!

What a sweet kid.

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterdaysgoby

Mr. Lady. Now, if that were me, I'd think he was commenting on my ever growing mustache

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJessica Bern

So THAT explains it! That's terribly cute...and very clever of him!

February 8, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMommy Cracked

good thing he didn't call you effin beeyotch...that wouldn't be as cute a story, eh?

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterKat

When my son was younger he couldn't remember his Uncles's name. He got two new uncles at the same time as both his aunts got married within a month of each other. He remembered Uncle Joey, because he saw him more. It was fried crab day and he was sitting with Uncle Joey, Pop-Pop, his daddy, Uncle Rich and the other new uncle. Since he couldn't remember John's name he said," Hey, Uncle Other Guy, can you give me a another crab?" Uncle Other Guy was officially welcomed into our family with his new nickname and we never let that honorific go.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered Commentermicki

I love that story! It reminds me of my best friend, Jae. I just moved 6 hours from her when we lived 6 minutes away (walking). Ug.

Gotta go call her...

Thank you.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAmo

What a great story...and a great outcome! Happy Birthday Kid!

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterThe Mad White Woman

Hey Mr Lady! (sreamed in my best Dennis the Menace voice.) Thank You. Peace, Mike.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMike Marshall

Okay I went and read the whole thing. It was awesome. Simple as that. It was all so super duper awesome.

Happy Birthday to that brilliant kid.

:-)

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterLee of MWOB

Wow. I had wondered where that came from. Happy Birthday to The Kid.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAngela

I had always wondered- happy birthday to him!

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered Commentertena

Cute! I wish that my best friend was a blogger too. She's such a pain in the ass. Anyway, great story!

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterKelly

ha! I always wondered where that came from. My 4 year old just calls everybody so and so's mom if he can't remember their name. He called his own aunt "Joey's mom" the other day. Brains like traps and sieves all at the same time!

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJill

nub noo.

The Kid nubs noo too.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered Commentermolly_g

You have eased the mind of thousands who have always wondered why you were Mr. Lady. I'm am pleased to find out that it isn't because you had a surgery (not that there would be anything wrong with that).

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered Commenternichole

i love that the name has such a good story to go with it ;)

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterali

I've always wondered how you got that name. And what a great story!

And those pictures are so cute!

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterRobina

So THAT's the reason. I always just assumed it was because you really liked the Lunachicks. I actually like your explanation much better. And your post on Molly's site was beautiful, as always. Its a strong testament to what kind of friend you are that you would willingly let your house get dirty just to make someone else feel better. Solid.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMatt

Too cute! That bikini baby is adorable.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterKim

Awesome story. Gotta love Aquarians. We can't remember shit, but our bluffs are rarely dull.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterDeb

Sooooo sweet. And let's hope he doesnt charge royalties...

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterruthibelle

Haha, I'd always wondered where you came up with that name. Happy Birthday buddy!

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJaina

I can't believe that punk used to run around nekkid in my back yard. Cute then, even cuter now.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAimee Greeblemonkey

Um. Clearly I need to read more closely. Wrong punk. Still cute.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAimee Greeblemonkey

Thanks for ending the mystery. I can die now. Life is complete.

February 9, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterDC Urban Dad

I just came back to say that that first picture is totally cracking me up. 1of3 is totally over it. 2of3 is all about doing the Michael Jackson (seriously... Did he have to go to the bathroom or what? Every picture we have between both of our cameras of that shot he's holding his junk). The Kid is just all... "This shit is totally crusting all over my face and I'm going to hold it together, I'm going to hold it together, imgoingtoholdittogether...." And then 3of3's little blond whisps... Ah, that was a heavenly day, dude.

February 10, 2009 | Unregistered Commentermolly_g

Mr Lady is the most kickass name.

February 11, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterbelow 14th

That's so cute! Happy belated birthday to The Kid!

February 11, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterCourtney

The last mystery is solved. I can die in peace now.

February 13, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMissives From Suburbia

I've been so curious. Thanks for the explanation on Mr. Lady! Cute kids too.

February 17, 2009 | Unregistered Commenteremma

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