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I am in a funky mood today, even though the sun is shining, my kids have been really good, and the house is clean and totally ant free at the moment.
I think I’m just missing a layer of skin. Little things that shouldn’t bother me do. For a moment, anyway. But it’s still irrational.
Plus? There’s no FUNNY. How does anyone get through the day without the FUNNY?
Daphne has the funny, though. She was just admiring the sunflowers Mr. X brought earlier (after I scared him with my irrational alter ego), and asked where he got them. I said I didn’t know because it was a surprise. She asked, “Did he come up and scare you and you went GASP??” Her hands flew to her mouth, eyes wide open. “And then he gave them to you?” Heee. So that made me laugh.
Well, that and Logan deadpanning in the car this morning, “I just had this great idea for a Rube Goldberg machine.”













07.22.05 at 02:27 PM |
If you could have seen me talking to the office manager, after my dentist appointment, with drool dripping on the bill she was explaining to me—you would have laughed. They (in the office) thought it was funny!
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07.23.05 at 04:01 AM |
Yes, Mr. X, I bet that was funny.
I didn’t think seven year-olds knew what Rube Goldberg machines were.
07.23.05 at 05:19 AM |
Yeah, that completely threw me. I was astonished that he just tossed out the name and could describe what it was. They made one at camp. And you know? It wasn’t half bad. It involved a lot of tape, though.