Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Why do you get Goose Bumps, Mommy?

You know you wanted to know this answer, so here you go!  :)   Actually, Hunter asked me this tonight so I had to google it for him and this is what we found.  I thought I would entertain the rest of you to get your mind off of that last post I shared today, and get your brain cells tingling with this info!  

PS:  Whatever you do, do not google search "goose bumps" and then click on images with your child standing right next to you.  Thankfully, I did not do that! Geez!!! 

It’s that time of year again-when the weather turns cold and we like to snuggle in front of a fireplace with a hot cup of cocoa. But, have you ever noticed that when it is cold outside sometimes the hairs on your arms stand up and you get little bumps all over. But then when you go inside the little bumps dissappear. These little bumps are called goose bumps…but do you know what is actually happening with your body when you get these bumps?

When you’re cold, your arrector muscles pull your hair up, and your blood vessels and ducts to your sweat glands get small to conserve heat. Millions of years ago, humans probably had more hair on their bodies then they do now, so their hair standing on end acted as insulation. We don’t have enough hair on our bodies to keep us warm anymore, but the little muscles at the end of each hair are still 

Laughter Lives!

Laughter LivesThis post is part of "Laughter Lives! Tuesday" on the Riggs Family Blog. Check our their blog to read everyone else's "Laughter Lives!" posts.

"Eeewww, Mommy....."  By:  Misty

My son Hunter, now 8 years old, is always saying something funny.  This kid has a vocabulary of a 5th grader and can often just blow me away with the things he says or comes up with.

However, Ill never forget when he was 4 years old and even younger, some of the things that he said, and while saying them at moments that make you want to crawl under the nearest rock as possible.  Now, although this is suppose to make people laugh, I am ultimately going to embarrass myself at the same time. I don't think I have shared this story with many.  If so it has been a very, very selected and trusted few.  Now I am going to share it with the world. Why, am I doing this?  Because I like a good, tears rolling down your face, you think you may pee your pants kind of laugh.  Man, that kind of laugh just feels so good on the soul, mind and body.


So here you go, you get one of those kind of laughs at my expense today, thanks to my clever and oh so smart little boy brutally honest 2-year old at the time.  

Taking a deep breath and trying to convince myself to stop typing this story, for what I am about to say is just not that funny if you were standing in my shoes this day.  

I am a model here in Miami Florida.  No, that isn't the funny part! Geez!  During my single day years as a single mom, I would often have to take my son to my shoots with me for my family all live in Texas.  He was accustom to being on sets since he was a week old for that is all he knew between his dad and I both being in the industry.  Well, technically since he was a fetus, because he was on the very first cover of Pregnancy Magazine back in 2000, while 7 1/2 months pregnant. 

Being a typical day in our lives, we had a photo shoot to be at early in the morning (6:00AM).  I'll keep the client and shoot information disclosed for now. Here we are at the shoot, everything going fine like it should.  First thing we do is grab juice or bite to eat with whatever they have to serve the crew, until I am called into hair and make-up.  I shoot, we are finished and its time to wrap it up and head home. 

After gathering up all the toys, snacks and wardrobe items that we brought with us, we head out the door.  While waiting by the elevator for our turn, I am standing there with my hands full, my 2 year old little boy and my friends daughter Zoe, whom I brought with me to help entertain Hunter during the shoot.  Then here comes the grip guy, the stylist and the photographer all waiting on the same very slow elevator to arrive.  Everyone is standing pretty quit for it has been a long days shoot.  I'm sure everyone was lost in their own minds of what they needed to get to next, once they left this place.  I at some point said to Hunter, again, my 2 year old toddler to come and stand next to mommy.  Trying to get him out of the way of all the gear and equipment that surrounded him.  

As he moves closer to me and leans his head up against my stomach, while I carry about 20 things in my two hands, he quickly steps away from me, grabs his nose with his finger and thumb and says to me, "eeww mommy stinky right there, ewww," I thought I was going to faint as I realized I was witnessing what everyone else was also witnessing at that very moment, my son pointing at me in a place he shouldn't be pointing, all while holding his nose and saying "eeww, mommy stinking there, ewww mommy." 

My vision became so blurred that I can't even recall what anyone else around me was thinking or doing.  I felt the blood rush to my head and by the time I got on to the elevator and into my car to drive home, I can't recall anything.  Its all a blur.  I was horrified and so out of my comfort zone, I just sat in the car on the way home in shock.  Yes, this just happened to me, a model that tries to present herself a certain way, while often getting to live in the fantasy world by pretending to be whatever I am needed to be for the job if it be print, TV or film.  That day, I was no longer Misty Rice, the model/actress.  I was quickly humbled and reminded that I was simply a hard working mom, a single mom of a beautiful, but yet brutally honest and amazing little boy!!  He keeps me in check, keeps my head balanced and I love him for all of it. Yes, even at moments when I wish I had a huge roll of duct-tape to place over his mouth and leave it there till he is out of college. 

You see, I bet you are now laughing, or peeing your pants by now at my expense.  I feel all those raw emotions coming back at me now, as if it just happened yesterday.  I want to crawl back under that rock.  

I guess I better explain why my very brutally honest 2-year-old said such a thing, at so the wrong time.  I hope this part of the story isn't a little TMI (too much information), but I feel after such a horrifying experience, I have the right to explain myself (after I stop crying and laughing while typing here).  Okay, breath Misty, breath! 

People, I simply had infection from my (IUD) okay!  I went to the doctor, got rid of the probably and I assure you my son has never said that again.  Laughing!!!!!!  Now quickly forget that I just shared this story with you, and hurry over to Riggs Family Blog and share your Laughter Lives story.  I need something other than myself to be laughing at here.  

PS:  You may never bring this story up to me again. *LOL*  My Blog, My Story and My Rule...unless of course its Riggs asking me to post it in their Serious.Life Magazine.  I may have to then change my name and identity, but it will all be worth it, if I got you to laughing till you peed your pants. 

Hunter when he was only 2 years old.  

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