hasta la vista, baby.

So long Manny, it was nice ‘knowing’ you.

Our baby girl has had this biggest crush for Manny since as long as we can remember. This minute she could talk, she named her little pink red sox bear (that’s she’s had from day 1) Manny. He would be up to bat, or they’d show him in the outfield.. and she’d just light up and call MANNNNNN-NYYYYYYYYY. But, yesterday – the inevitable happened. He was traded. Her daddy came home last night and broke the news to her. She was in shock for a split second, her lip quivered and her eyes got very sad. We immediately told her she could have a NEW favorite, what about Paps? Or Big Papi. Ok.. she said. But not fully convinced, or understanding that Manny was no longer part of the Red Sox.

So, it’s bedtime. She has Manny and Papelbon (a ballerina hippo) with her and she says.. “Mama? He’ll always be my Manny” I said.. ofcourse he will and I’m sure her daddy wishes she could realize that this will not be her first heartbreak by their beloved Red Sox. This morning, she wakes up and says .. I had a bad dream. I dream that Manny didn’t play for the Red Sox anymore. I said, no.. that’s true. He’s a Dodger now. With just and “oh” for a response and a furrowed brow. I told her it was time to move on and forget it. No guy , come to find out, especially this guy.. is not worth it. As much of a hero as we all thought he was, and a great guy .. turns out he was real jackhole (especially as of lately!) and I don’t want my kids, especially my daughter looking up to a “man” (i use that term very lightly) like this, EVER!

Thanks for the memories, and as far as Mia is concerned … she’s over you. Like the rest of us.