Searching for Lindsay Lohan

A dear friend of ours is celebrating the holidays out in sunny Palm Springs – Henry is their adorable two-year-old. Please enjoy today’s guest post about toddler priorities.

While in Palm Springs with Sam’s family we did some Christmas shopping. We were driving back to the house and Henry was exhausted – more than an hour late for his nap. I told him as soon as we got home, he was going to take a nap. Of course, he protested. Sam promised him that when he woke up – they would go on an adventure together.

“We can drive the golf cart, see the big river, see if we can find Lindsay Lohan…”

(Lindsay Lohan, in case you live under a rock, is in rehab at Betty Ford, which happens to be about a mile from where we are. In fact, my sister-in-law saw her a few days ago at the Borders across the street that we visit almost every evening after dinner. So, the idea of finding her wasn’t as out of the blue as it may seem…)

Henry tilted his head, scrunched up his nose, and asked in the most innocent tone, “Who is Lindsay Lohan?”

After we recovered from the hysterical laughter, we told him she was an actress and she was on TV.

Once we got home, I tried to put him to sleep and he was beyond tired and fought with all he had. He was crying and screaming, with big, fat tears streaming down his hot, red cheeks. Instead of just nondescript crying – Henry screamed the following phrase, again and again:

“NO!! I don’t want to take a nap! I want to go find Lindsay Lohan!!”

There are no words. I can’t decide if I am ashamed, disgusted or find it all hysterically funny. I think probably a combination of all three.

– Amber Harrison,


Filed under Family Stories, Guest Post, Humor

2 Responses to Searching for Lindsay Lohan

  1. Gramma Janet

    I hope you dont find her!

  2. Joanne Hamann

    Perfect – if he does find her, it will probably make him want to cry more!

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