“uh, hey mom.” came the voice on the other end of the line. “i just want to let you know i need to be at the church at 5.”
“oh you know, the camp out.”
“no. i don’t think i knew that.”
“oh, must have slipped my mind.”
it was 3 pm.
free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty i’m free at last.
we think this is what queen is feeling right now with bear on meds.
she is loud, proud and everywhere and we personally feel, torturing bear.
since being on meds, his taste buds seem to have awoken too.
pork, bbq chicken, brocoli, cauliflower (although those make me gag), oranges, strawberries, grilled cheese sandwiches, tator tots, burgers and things we don’t even know yet.
he has suddenly become so much easier to plan a menu around.
when the above mentioned freedom rider queen ran upstairs last night being extra loud bear turned to her, while pointing said “OH NO, NO NO NO GO AWAY!!!”
after assessing the seriousness of the finger point queen decided to take the yell machine in a different direction.
“i am going to make sure our family makes it to 7 peaks this year!” chicka declared while waving the freedom to descend on 7 peaks in her hand.she needs to read 500 minutes to get one free pass.
i am not even lying to you when i say she has read 420 minutes in the last week alone.
too bad she does not realize that to get everyone free passes she would need to read 35,000 minutes.
is in the phase where she will tell on a person for breathing wrong.
i hope it passes soon.
i see a rough elementary school experience ahead.
lately, my source of entertainment has been to leave a paper on the front seat of my car so our lovely neighbor Gene can see it, then lock the car.
where is the entertainment?
watching him try to get into a locked car while having his holy grail so tantalizingly close.
this is revenge for shaking all the dandelions that had gone to seed in his yard into my yard after i had just finished digging them all up by hand.
if that does not give you permission to slap a geriatric,
a lesson in phonics
this morning i was helping in bird’s kindergarten class.
“when i sound out the letter, you write it down.” i explained.
“Duh.” i started.
confused look on the kid’s face.
“duh as in dog.” i added.
“or dick.” she added while writing the letter D.