Tell me, please, that this is a hoax.
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Three Good Things for the day:
- Samantha is currently having the time of her life chasing the dog and cat around the house with her baby doll stroller. The squeals are magnificent.
- I heard Rachmaninoff’s Second Piano Concerto on the radio today. Samantha tuned it in and exclaimed, PIANO!
- I found some local homeschooling resources on the web and subscribed to a few newsletters. I want to plug into the local network in preparation for later. I’m still in information-gathering mode, but it’s exciting, nonetheless.
The smell of Play-Doh makes me feel like a kid.
Me, playing solitaire on my Palm Pilot: No, Samantha, you can’t play with it because this is mommy’s toy. You have your toys and I have mine.
Sam: TOBY TOY?
Me: Yes, Toby has his own toys.
Sam: JI-JI TOY?
Me: Yes, Jinx has his own toys too. What about daddy? Does daddy have a toy?
[pause]
[pause as her eyes rove around the room, wheels obviously spinning]
Sam, with a shy smile: WORK!
Three Good Things for the day:
- Samantha ate her first artichoke and liked it. She learned how to scrape the meat off the leaf and everything. She also kept asking for MORE SAUCE, DADDY. Lemon butter sauce, it was. That one has good taste.
- It was Valentine’s Day at day care. Sam got a bag of cute little cards and candies. All these sweet memories we parents get to relive through our children.
- Adam worked from home to help me out since I’m under the weather. (Being a professor is a good gig if you can get it). He got Sam ready for school, took her in, and picked her up. He also helped with dinner and clean up. I almost felt like I had a…no, not possible…a….day off? Well, it wasn’t quite a day off, but it was pretty close. I spent my time being alone and trying to move as little as possible.
Over a week ago I mentioned that a post about selfish parenting was imminent. I know you’ve all been holding your breath ever since, but you’ll have to wait a while longer, as I’m too sick for anything very demanding right now. In the meantime, this video cracks me up:
Thanks to Bill, for pointing me to this:
U.S. Court Finds No Link Between Vaccines, Autism – washingtonpost.com
Despite my agreement with the ruling, I don’t like the sound of this “special” court that was set up to handle vaccination lawsuits. This seems to be happening often now, as a way to protect businesses from frivolous lawsuits, but the whole idea of specialized courts is frightening to me. If there were a government cover-up on this issue, a court like this would be the perfect way to maintain it. I’ve read summaries of the medical studies myself, though, and so have no illusions of a cover-up in this case, but the opportunity for conspiracy is there.
I wonder if anybody can comment on this issue or point me to a good source of information about the legitimacy of “special” courts.
Here’s a video example of what not to do to your child (and I don’t mean the blood). I’m guilty of doing it myself occasionally because sometimes these kids are just too cute/funny. I’ve got to work on that. NOT FUNNY. (But sort of funny.) Where do those Buckingham Palace guards get their training, anyway?
Three Good Things for the day:
- Raspberries.
- dooce.
- Kleenex Ultra Soft.
I’m ignoring my child right now, reading dooce archives again. I’m up to Leta’s 27th month, so I’m only a few months behind. Here are a few highlights:
dooce encounters The Patriot Act.
Chuck gets ice cream.
Leta turns 26 months old and dooce makes me cry again.
dooce brings music back in to her life, and writes about it more eloquently than I do.
Yes! Samantha just figured out how to use the word MINE!
(I have a feeling this is one of those posts I’ll link back to later saying, “At first I thought it was cute…”)
Titanic Deck Chairs has the latest Objectivist Round Up. My favorite post of the week (that I hadn’t read earlier) is Cargo Cult Capitalism at The New Clarion.
These don’t rhyme much, but when you get to use the word gross so much, who cares? Sing to the tune of Three Blind Mice:
Toby is gross
Toby is gross
Toby is gross
Toby is gross
He’s a big, stinking, and hairy brown oaf
His fur gets stuck all over the place
But we love him anyway
Toby is gross
And then, because she said, JINX GROSS:
Jinx is gross
Jinx is gross
Jinx is gross
Jinx is gross
He chews his tail and it gets all sticky
He’s a crazy and mean and grumpy kitty
But we love him ’cause he’s so pretty
Jinx is gross
And then, because she said, MOMMY GROSS:
Mommy is gross
Mommy is gross
Mommy is gross
Mommy is gross
She blows her nose all day and night
She leaves her tissues all over the place
She doesn’t even wash her face
Mommy is gross
And then, because she said, SAMMY GROSS:
Samantha is gross
Samantha is gross
Samantha is gross
Samantha is gross
She makes a lot of pee and poo
She leave them in her diapers
When will she learn to use the potty?
Sammy is gross
And then, because she said, DADDY GROSS:
Daddy is gross
Daddy is gross
Daddy is gross
Daddy is gross
He doesn’t always take a shower
He sometimes doesn’t shave his face
He gets really stinky ’cause he is a boy
Daddy is gross
Three Good Things for the day:
- I woke up this morning with my cat sleeping on the pillow next to me.
- Adam and Samantha are both feeling well enough to once again enjoy their usual after-dinner playtime. I now have the cold, but I got to lay in bed and just listen to the giggling. That bit of distance always helps me to be more objective and to realize how wonderful my life is.
- I’m about to scoop myself a huge bowl of ice cream, watch House, and go to bed.
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