Ugh, someone put me in a hole and fill it up quick. I can’t decide between hiding under the dirt, or finding George W and giving him a good kick in the shins for all of the sticky and senseless complexity he has wrought on our lives. Between the new OFAC regulations and the 1441 rules and now the executive order imposing sanctions on Myanmar, I can’t turn around in my chair without facing some truly frightening international compliance challenges. Bleh bleh bleh.
On the other hand, I have NY to look forward to next week. Realizing that a heads-up for my children would be considerate at this late date, I explained that Mommy would be getting on a plane to NY and spending a few days at a meeting, talking about work and teaching others a little about what we do. I don’t think Logan heard anything after the word “plane,” because his face immediately crinkled up and he began to beg me not to go.
“But honey, I just have to work there for a few days, and I haven’t gone anywhere without you in a looong time, and I can teach you all about NY and bring you a really neat present when I get back.”
[whispered] “You mean like a bromfmffhhhhhh?”
[louder] “What’s that, honey?”
“You mean like a brownie, or a donut, or something?”
“Oh no, something much better than that!”
[thoughtful pause] “But there’s nothing better than that.”
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My son was in the same room as me when I was getting dressed one day. I scratched the top of my left breast a little and he said, “Mommy, you are touching your —-!”
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Jax: Mommy, here’s a little piece of toilet paper to wipe the tip.
Mommy: The tip of what?
Jax: Your penis.
Jax, 3
After being told to go outside and pick up the dog poop, he goes outside, whines and complains. He comes back in and says, “Mom, I think the dog over-pooped.”
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09.09.03 at 05:31 PM |
Hello there,
Just checked out your blog and it’s great. It is wonderful to see someone from accross the world dealing with the same stuff as me (although in a different season). As you are obviously a Bill Bryson fan have you read Down Under? Actually, I think it’s the same as “sunburned Country” but with a different title here. That’s odd.