My First Famous Person

Although Mommy and Daddy are the most amazing people I’ve ever met, it turns out there are other people who are also pretty impressive.

Last night we drove all the way downtown to the Tattered Cover. It was my first time downtown and my first time in a bookstore that big. We parked in an underground garage and I smiled at various people along the sidewalk as we made our way to the bookstore.

Not long after we got there, we found out we were at the wrong Tattered Cover. Some of the employees weren’t in the loop. So we hurried back down into the parking garage and drove through downtown rush hour.

Now, I’ve spent a lot of time in my car seat. I understand it’s necessary for me to be strapped down like I’m being transported to an asylum. But come on—you can only take so much. Most of the time I dozed or drooled pleasantly, but when we were in the snarl of Colfax, I have to admit—I did file some verbal complaints.

But we made it in plenty of time to the other Tattered Cover and met up with Isaac and Shelby.

We bought books written by the person we came to see. There were only a few people in line so we grabbed a quick bite at Chipotle. But when we came back, about 45 minutes later, the line had gotten much longer.

Didn’t matter. We were excited and it was fun visiting.

At first.

I was tired, I was hungry, and I was in a big room with a whole bunch of people. I smiled a few times, but then I filed a few more verbal complaints and fell asleep. (I think the world would be a better place if everyone abruptly slipped into a deep sleep the moment they got really angry or stressed.)

More than once, the employees offered to let us go to the front of the line—being that I was a baby. But Mommy and Daddy declined. They weren’t sure if Isaac and Shelby could come with us and it gave all of us lots of time to hang out.

Almost two hours later, we were in the final stretch. I woke up just in time and was feeling rather happy again. I smiled and played with Mommy’s hair.

The last part of the line wound through some velvet ropes. When we were about a dozen people from the front, we saw the author suddenly stop autographing books. She got up and walked over to a microphone. We couldn’t figure out what she was doing. Mommy thought maybe she was announcing she was going to take a short break.

Instead, the author said, “If any of you have babies or an injury of some kind, please come to the front of the line. Like this baby right here.”

And she pointed at me!

She said, “This baby looks like she’s about to explode or poop or something—what a cute baby!”

Even though I didn’t feel like doing either of these things, when the employees undid the velvet rope, I took her up on her offer and went to the front of the line.

The author went back to her desk and moments later, I met Felicia Day!

There are lots of famous people, but you might think of her as creatively famous. Some celebrities ride trends—others make them. She’s the second kind.

She apologized about us having to wait in the line, but we assured her it was because we chose to. Then she told me how cute I was. Daddy tried to be funny and asked her if she wouldn’t mind watching me for an hour or so. She said, “I’ll take her home with me!”

We chatted for less than a minute, but it was very nice.

We waited for Isaac and Shelby to meet her and then we all headed home.

It was a long day, it was a tiring day. But I’m just happy I got to meet Felicia Day!