Snapshots
It's been nearly a week since I could come up with a single, cohesive story to post. To avoid another terrible case of writer's block, I'm going to make a post of random snippets of my life from this week. Maybe once I have purged that, I will be able to think of something more entertaining to write about.
I'll start with the freshest thing on my mind: about ten minutes ago, Ladybug chased me into the bathroom. "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
"What?"
"Did you have a lot of coffee?"
"Yes, I did..."
"And now you have to go potty?"
"Yes."
"Ha, ha. Okay."
She was so proud of herself for understanding cause and effect.
Two nights ago, I was reading a library book to Baby Duck. It was a story about losing a tooth. When it started talking about the Tooth Fairy, she interrupted me with a smug look on her face:
"You know, Mom, I was thinking... The Tooth Fairy isn't real."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. She's not, is she? Because Santa's not real, and fairies aren't real, so she can't be real."
"You're so smart! Now you know another fun secret!"
"Yup. You and Dad are the Tooth Fairy!"
This has gone infinitely better than the conversation between my Mom and me twenty-some years ago. Whew.
E walked in from work last night to see me getting a head start on Teeny Bear's easier geometry questions so they wouldn't run out of time on the hard stuff. If you saw the look on his face, you would swear he caught me cheating on him. Apparently you don't mess with a man and his math.
The Munchkin-- who does not like the name Munchkin, so I am considering replacing it with her preferred nickname of Skittles-- will be in town so soon I can almost taste it. She is growing into an amazing young lady. She is using social media to stand up against bullying and was so proud to tell me about her good grades on her report card: all part of her quest to make this "the best year ever". I am so proud and can't wait to hug her and tell her in person.
The dog hates the cold. She revolts every time it is time to go outside, forcing me to physically move her outside. She's getting really heavy. I'm going to throw my back out by the end of this winter if she keeps this up.
That's pretty much all I've got right now.
CL
I'll start with the freshest thing on my mind: about ten minutes ago, Ladybug chased me into the bathroom. "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
"What?"
"Did you have a lot of coffee?"
"Yes, I did..."
"And now you have to go potty?"
"Yes."
"Ha, ha. Okay."
She was so proud of herself for understanding cause and effect.
Two nights ago, I was reading a library book to Baby Duck. It was a story about losing a tooth. When it started talking about the Tooth Fairy, she interrupted me with a smug look on her face:
"You know, Mom, I was thinking... The Tooth Fairy isn't real."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. She's not, is she? Because Santa's not real, and fairies aren't real, so she can't be real."
"You're so smart! Now you know another fun secret!"
"Yup. You and Dad are the Tooth Fairy!"
This has gone infinitely better than the conversation between my Mom and me twenty-some years ago. Whew.
E walked in from work last night to see me getting a head start on Teeny Bear's easier geometry questions so they wouldn't run out of time on the hard stuff. If you saw the look on his face, you would swear he caught me cheating on him. Apparently you don't mess with a man and his math.
The Munchkin-- who does not like the name Munchkin, so I am considering replacing it with her preferred nickname of Skittles-- will be in town so soon I can almost taste it. She is growing into an amazing young lady. She is using social media to stand up against bullying and was so proud to tell me about her good grades on her report card: all part of her quest to make this "the best year ever". I am so proud and can't wait to hug her and tell her in person.
The dog hates the cold. She revolts every time it is time to go outside, forcing me to physically move her outside. She's getting really heavy. I'm going to throw my back out by the end of this winter if she keeps this up.
That's pretty much all I've got right now.
CL


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