Much To My Delight

Much To My Delight

That’s right. I am a movie star.


We spent Sunday afternoon visiting with Vin’s former boss, Ari who lives across the Hudson River. Her town is called West New York but it’s located in New Jersey which makes for a crummy commute but a hell of a view.

greta view

Ari is one of the sweetest people on the planet and one of those women who felt like a Mama years before she ever had children. But now she does have children– ages 6 and 3, both boys–and she’s really hit her stride. The kids came running toward us when we entered the apartment building, even though they’d never met us before. That’s 2 cute points right there.

Like all kids, the first thing they wanted to do was show us their room. I was instantly envious of their two big windows and their crazy insane view. My view as a 6-year-old was a driveway and a cul-de-sac. My view as a 36-year-old is a clothesline and the crap my neighbors have decided to store in their backyard, like ripped-up drywall and spare tire parts.

As I perched on his Spongebob sheets, the oldest kid asked me: “Are you a movie star?” This question officially made him the greatest kid I’ve ever met. He definitely impressed me more than the one who puked all over my office on Friday (true story).

I was very tempted to toss my hair over my shoulder and answer, “Yes darling. It is me– Reese Witherspoon. Should I sign your crafts table or your wooden bedpost first?”.

Instead, I said humbly, “Oh, hahahaha–no, I’m not a movie star.” Inside I felt like one.

“Then what are you?” he asked.

Trying to describe “therapist” to a kid is like trying to give directions to a cab driver in a foreign language. I found myself struggling to word it  simply and precisely so we didn’t end up in a bad neighborhood.

“Well, if people have something that makes them confused or mad or sad, they can come to talk to me about it, and I’ll listen to them.” I explained. I don’t treat kids in my practice, and have not had to explain what I do to one before. I think kids think grown-ups come with three basic jobs: astronaut, fireman and movie star. I guess I don’t look like a fireman.

“Why do people make each other sad?” he asked.

This kid was deep, yo. Luckily his brother distracted him by knocking him on the head with a plane before I had to dive into that one. Sunday’s my day off, kid.

train set

Anyway, we had a nice little Sunday filled with finger foods, wine and tres leches cake. I even got to pose with their dad’s Emmy, and prepared a short speech in honor of awards season.

emmy winner!

I’d like to thank the academy for this tremendous honor, and one sweet little boy for making a nearly middle-aged social worker feel like a superstar for a day. Thank you.

God Bless America.



And doughnuts.

Jenn P.

30-something psychotherapist. Loves cooking, hosting parties, exploring new places. Texan by birth. New Yorker by choice. Likes to tell little stories. Pull up a chair; I'll tell you one.

  • Meg
    Holding an Emmy?! That is awesome! And kids really know how to cut to the heart of ya, don’t they? My 5-year-old cousin once assembled a group of us — all twenty-somethings, aside from Belle — for a game she made up on the fly called “Cheerleader Girls.” My sister and two other cousins could be “cheerleader girls” but, to my dismay, Belle declared that I could not participate. I would have to be in the “audience,” admiring their talents by my lonesome. Apparently I didn’t have what it takes. How did a child so immediately channel my high school experience?! I swear, I had PTSD from her “game.”
    • Jenn from much to my delight
      Kids call the shots. It’s amazing how their approval or attention can wield the mood of an adult. I still remember the kid who looked up at me and told me “you have a lot of zits on your face”. I started Accutane a week later. Kids call it like they see it, man!
  • Cammila
    This story is adorable. Is it a reasonable assumption that if their dad has an Emmy, that they might be semi accustomed to meeting movie stars? In which case, these boys have a better basis for their reasoning than most of us! Maybe you should BE a movie star! Just imagine that little boy with a cigar and a mustache — he knows “it” when he sees it. ;)
    • Jenn from much to my delight
      I’d love to think that’s true, Cammilla! Not sure how many stars they’ve been around since the Emmy is for set design, but it’s a great thought! :)
  • RheelDaze
    You look totally natural holding that Emmy. It suits you. I love when kids say things like that. I had one ask me if I was sixteen the other day and a number of years ago when I moved in with a girlfriend of mine, her two nieces thought I was Kelly Clarkson. Only because my name is also Kelly, but I took it regardless. Unfortunately, for every one that has made my day in one way or another, there are two who have said something so awful their comments have stuck with me for years. Sounds like you found some good one though. That apartment looks amazing.
    • Jenn from much to my delight
      The apartment is amazing and is going on the market next week if you’re interested:). I hope that was not my last opportunity to hold an Emmy, but seeing as how I have no foothold in the entertainment industry, I’m thinking it probably was. :)
  • Sonya
    What a fun story! Kids can be so great. My sister teaches K-8 (music) in Chicago Public Schools and the kindergartners are usually the ones who say things like “you’re so beautiful” and “you look so pretty today”. She says it is a good ego boost when she is having a bad day. And you are pretty enough to be a movie star. :)
    • Jenn from much to my delight
      Aw, Sonya…I will give you an award just for saying that! Thank you. Kids can either give you the best compliment ever, or the worst insult you’ve ever heard. I think it just depends on how your hair looks on a given day.
  • chefjamielevine
    Ha!! You do look like a movie star!! Kids can be so hilarious. Btw, I’m totally digging this West, New York, New Jersey Place!!