It was nice. Surreal, but nice.

I had a yard sale this weekend. My attic was dangerously over-flowing so it gave me the opportunity to clean it out while making some money, not to mention getting rid of the stuff The Paperweight left behind (yes, I got it in writing beforehand that this was okay to do). I would say the sale was successful (i.e. my attic is clean) without much effort.

Eduardo knew of the yard sale and had asked if he could 'drop by' hence the coming to my house and meeting my kids. I would say that too was successful (i.e. he thought my kids were adorable and well behaved - duh - and they…well, The Boy's only comment the next day was to ask how old he was because Eduardo has a baby-face. I think The Boy thought I was pulling a Mrs. Robinson. The Girl, who could never remember his name and has spent the last two days referring to him as 'that boy', wants to know when 'that boy' is coming back to play with her again.)

Eduardo showed up at the yard sale about 10am…which was about 10 minutes after The Paperweight showed up, almost 3 hours early.

Um, yeah….

Ironically, they both had the same reaction when I told them each that the other was there…."What do I care?"

The result?

After the introductions and small talk, in which The Paperweight was visibly impressed when asking Eduardo what he did and where he worked etc., they got along fabulously. Yep, I shit you not. The Paperweight joined us at the yard sale where for the next three hours, I sold stuff, The Girl ran around playing in the grass, and The Boy, The Paperweight, and Eduardo formed a triangle with their lawn chairs and discussed everything from work, to books, to music, to movies, to the prices of the items I was selling. I was, of course, a little leery at first, but I was never out of ear shot and soon just quit worrying about it.

The Paperweight has not mentioned it since and I'm not tempting fate by asking. Besides, what would I say? "So, what do you think? Cute, eh? And he's smart too!"

Eduardo has not mentioned The Paperweight either. He did, however, call me last night to tell me how impressed he was with my kids - "They are both very nice and well-mannered. You have done a wonderful job raising them."

You see me smiling all the way over there, can't you?