My life has been reduced (or exalted) to this.
1. Yesterday was Reenie's first non-runny poo in several days. When I discovered this, I announced to her in my most excited voice, "It's not runny, Reenie! It's not runny!" She then did a little dance of joy.
2. This morning I started singing "On Top of Spaghetti" to the children. Reenie did not want this, so she said, "No! NO!!!!" However, when I did a ridiculous dance for her, while singing it, she was satisfied and laughed at me. Anyone else laughing at me? Just curious.
3. Yesterday when E was out in the snow (makinig tracks, he said) I could see that his hands were red and freezing. I asked him if they were cold, he said yes. Did he want gloves? No. I made him wear the gloves (worried about the Frost Bite) and 30 seconds later he chucked them in the snow. I continued to let him play with no gloves.
4. Last night, while trying to talk to Charming, I realized he wasn't paying attention or listening to me at all. What was he distracted by? A video. Thomas the Tank Engine. Oy.
Well, hopefully today will be a better day than the past several. I expect Flo will be popping in today and staying for a bit. Maybe then things can get back to normal. Whatever that means.
3 comments:
We are too much alike. Yelling about poop...Dancing while singing stupid songs...Child asked for gloves didn't give them to her...husband 1/2 hearing or not hearing what I am saying...flo helping things get back to normal...oh the life, the life.
Two of us makes it normal.
I don't remember normal. If it happens, tell me what it's like.
Woah! Woah! Christmas photos of the babies. Isn't the favorite Aunt entitled to something here? Where's mine? I am really T.O.'d. Thanks A LOT!
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