April 15, 2008

random thoughts shooting through my randomized brain

  1. The letter FINALLY came on Saturday telling me that the mammogram was clear. I cannot tell you. I have the number for the high risk breast cancer group and I am going to call it.
  2. E. has that 5-year-old honesty thing going. Each day I get the status: he loves me, he doesn't love me, he might love me—he's not quite sure, he likes me ok but he really loves daddy. Most days for the past week have been "I don't love you today Mommy." Sigh. I say, "I think you are angry with Mommy because some days I am busy and I can't play with you. It is ok to feel angry. I always love you. I never don't love you." And I grit my teeth and hope we get through this soon.
  3. I was following a car the other day with a bumper sticker that said:
    This is America
    "Speak English"
    Besides wondering what on earth could possess some person to permanently affix such drivel to their car I am fairly certain that the quotation marks are completely superfluous and most likely grammatically incorrect. The entire time I followed that car I thought to myself You are a bigoted moron and now everyone knows it. Thanks.
  4. Z. ate mashed potatoes today at therapy for no good reason. Go Z.!
  5. The local junior high informs me that April is Child Abuse Prevention Month. Just thinking out loud here, but shouldn't every month be Child Abuse Prevention Month? Should someone not take this up with the proper authorities?
  6. R. must have a heightened sense of smell. He can find any bit of food in any room of the house within 2 minutes of entering the room. It is quite the superpower. He snuffles around like a sweet little puppy which is endearing and a teensy bit frightening.
  7. I joined a doll quilt swap. It seemed like a good way to get myself crafting something, new children notwithstanding. Of course I have never made a quilt and I did not play with dolls as a child and Z. cannot be considered a doll person at this time. I am flummoxed.

P.S. Edna Waller assures me that "Life is pleasure with antidepressants!" Edna, I couldn't agree more. Thanks for the friendly little email reminder to cheer me up.

Posted by grrlTravels at April 15, 2008 8:41 PM
Comments

Heh- L is in that phase..."Mommy. I don't like you. I want Daddy. He's better."
"Tough kiddo. You've got Mom tonight and even if you don't like me, I love you. Can't get rid of me that easily"

Go Z on potatoes. Which is one of those textures that makes me gag. Impressive!

Posted by: spacemom at April 15, 2008 10:44 PM

Woot! Mashed taters! Go, Z.!

I've been getting a lot of six-year-old "If you'll do x for me, you'll be my *best* friend!" or "If you *don't* do x for me, I won't be your friend anymore."

Posted by: OmegaMom at April 15, 2008 11:04 PM

Yay for the clear mamogram. I have been waiting with baited breath with you for the results.

Posted by: bec at April 16, 2008 4:54 AM

Many reasons to say,"YAY!"

Posted by: Jo at April 16, 2008 5:45 AM
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