Wednesday, February 07, 2007
You know what?
Oh yes ... and for my locals ... don't forget ... tomorrow is a TWO-HOUR IN SERVICE delay day. Yes it is, ladies.
Then there is this: the Monkey has the quite the imagination. The other day, I was helping her change her shirt and I noticed a really nasty looking scab on her back. She is constantly falling down off of things ... her sister's bunk bed ladder, her sister's dresser, her dresser, her brother's dresser (and lest you wonder, these are all attached to the walls, thank goodness), you name it, she climbs on it.
So I commented to her about this nasty boom boom on her back, and she felt back there and with the world's straightest face, she said "you know what" (she prefaces EVERYthing she says with this phrase and doesn't appreciate it when I respond with "I know a lot of things") "Grammy bit me!"
First of all, Grammy hasn't been here since the end of December/beginning of January, so I think she is out of running just for sheer geographical purposes.
Now, in times past if she has had some boom boom somewhere on her body, she will comment "a locust bit me" or "the dog bit me." We don't have any dogs, and by golly, if there is a locust in here, I would be screaming.
So yesterday when she felt her back again and felt the scab, she said "you know what... Grammy didn't bite me. A snake bit me."
Great. I'm thinking I need to call Critter Control.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Note to self