Why my head hurts...

Actual, honest-to-goodness conversation with my daughter just now:

Her:  It's not very nice of somebody to make fun of my pretend baby sister.

Me:  Who makes fun of your pretend baby sister?

Her:  My pretend baby brother.

Me:  Your pretend baby brother makes fun of your pretend baby sister?

Her:  Yes.  And that's not very nice.

Me:  You're right...that's not very nice at all.

Because there's always room for more crazy...

Two hours at Kid Med (pediatrician urgent care), a couple of chest x-rays and the Boy was diagnosed with pneumonia.  He was home all last week with a nasty cough that just wasn't getting better.  Yesterday afternoon he looked pale and blue around the eyes and mouth.   We're not the sort of parents who rush off to the doctor's with every little sniffle, but that sight had the Boy in his booster seat within five minutes.  

I learned a few things.  Passing four other urgent care facilities just to go to a pediatric specific facility was worth the extra miles.  I need to have more than two books actually loaded on the Kindle Fire since it's wifi only.  "Sponge Bob Square Pants" is stupid.  And nothing perks up a lousy feeling 6-year-old faster than being able to see his own x-rays!

Over communicating...again.

Me:  So a while ago there was this huge uproar over a toddler pageant mom dressing her daughter up as Julia Robert's hooker character in "Pretty Woman"

Him:  Okaaay...understandable.

Me:  Putting the whole "toddler pageants are creepy and should just go away" argument aside...now there's a picture floating around of a little girl dressed up as Audrey Hepburn's character in "Breakfast at Tiffany's"...and they're all...that's so cute, so classy!

Him:  Aaannnddd....

Me:  Holly Golightly was basically a prostitute as well.  And married.

Him:  I did not know that.

Me:  I don't know what bothers me more...the hypocrisy of the same people being outraged at one but charmed by the other or the fact that they're charmed and clueless regarding what they're being charmed by.

Him:  Um...I've never watched the movie.  You do know that, right?

Me:  But it's over there in the cabinet...

Him:  I'm not saying it doesn't exist in this house, I'm just saying I've never actually watched it.

Me:  So we're never going to be able to sing that song to each other, are we?

Him:  Please stop.

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on...

In light of our recent bout of the plague there's been little time for the gathering of thoughts and coherent thinking necessary for a blog post.  Sorry.

However, the wee girlie did provide us with some hope of her not being turned completely over to the Dark Side (the Dark Side being, of course, all that is Princess and Pink and Girlie.)  And it was worth noting here.

Yesterday morning whilst zipping up her fleece before heading out the door for preschool she let out a massive belch.  And then busted up in 4-year-old giggling.

Wowie!  What are you supposed to say after you burp?


Good one!


Or...or...maybe, "Excuse me"?


But that's what Jacob always says!  

Fine.  New rule: From here on out...do not repeat anything your brother says.  And don't take your etiquette cues from your dad.  Or your mother.  Really, you're on your own on this one.  Because I still laugh uncontrollably at the poop jokes.

All quiet...

The Boy boarded the school bus a while ago.  No one else is up.  The wee girlie is still fighting a cold...and several days of late nights/early mornings have caught up with her.  Himself has been mostly dead for the past two days.  But that didn't stop him from insisting I open my anniversary present when UPS dropped it off yesterday.  


Our anniversary is just over a month away.  I know--the man is precious.  And yes, I'm spoiled rotten.


So I'm sitting here enjoying the rare quiet on this cold, wet Autumn morning getting to know my Kindle Fire just a little better.  And so far? Love it.  Don't get me wrong...I still love books, real paper books...the way they feel, the way they smell, turning pages, flipping back through to read a part again...and I typically have 3 or 4 going at the same time. We will be buying books until the day they stop publishing them. But I fell in love the digital reader sitting and waiting all those hours at various doctor's appointments with the wee girl.  This reader is the perfect size and fit for me.  I'm looking forward to seeing what else this nifty gadget can do!

Bragging...

My big sister just ran her first 8k this morning.  In 30 degree weather.  In 47:37 minutes.

Why, yes...she is awesome!

I am...

The granddaughter of a Sailor...

The daughter of a Sailor...

I am a Sailor...

And the wife of a Sailor.

Today we honor the ones we walked with, served with.  

It was an honor to be a member of this nation's Navy 

and to be a part of something bigger than myself. The friendships made during that time are lasting...obviously at least one more than others.  

"Eternal Vigilance is the Price of Freedom."  

For those still standing watch...I salute you.