I was engaged in a passionate discussion with my sister
today on the phone. We had strongly held, opposing, viewpoints based upon
limited personal experiences. Always a recipe for success. About halfway
through I realized she thought I was another sister. Just another day in the
life.
I took five children to the river today. I left with five
children. It was a successful day.
Because it was successful, I really don’t have much to talk about. I
guess that’s the price you pay for having well behaved children.
The day had a rough start. Baby and Baba were back at their
speed and agility camp. Apparently today
was “abs day”. This outraged Baby greatly. She left the camp in a huff, since
they were “supposed to be running not exercising.” Meanwhile Mac told me that he “likes God but
mostly only on Sundays.”
X-Man has decided that in order to take his nasal medication
he needs an audience. And that audience should engage in extended applause,
both as a run up to the medication delivery and after the completion. Hey, whatever gets the medicine in and stops
the runny noses.
I have more thoughts, but X-Man has been spinning and
dancing, complete with head banging, both figuratively and literally. He’s
crashed into the coffee table twice now. I’d like to avoid the ER tonight, so
it’s time to pay attention.
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