I was sitting on the couch with Genea, she loves to sit right up close with me and hold my hand while I put my arm around her. Usually we just talk, sometimes she even falls asleep. It sure wasn't always this way, it was about a year and a half before I could even touch her. We worked on it a lot, and now she does so much better with it. Sometimes she plays with my rings as she did on this day, and we had a chat about one of them.
Genea- is this your married ring?
Me- yes.
Genea- no fair, I want one too! (everything is no fair these days).
Me- you have to get married to get one.
Genea- NO, I don't want to.
Me- well you have to if you want a married ring. Are there any boys you like?
Genea- NOOOOOOOOO!
Me- (*ahem good!*) Hmmm, I don't think this is going to work for you.
Genea- I'll marry Daddy and he'll give me a ring.
Me- that would be a good idea except Daddy is already married.
Genea- that's okay, I'll just wait until you are dead.
Me- ummm, okay then, that should work.
There is a house at the end of the block that puts on a really cool Halloween display, and this year they have really outdone themselves. Teena and Genea and I were getting ready to walk down to the house to see it at night, with the spooky lights on and all the blow- up figures going. We were standing in the foyer putting on shoes and coats and I had opened the door in overly optimistic hope that we could get out of the house in a reasonable amount of time. But really, that never happens.
Anyway, Teena was standing at the screen door looking out as Genea struggled with her shoes and I nagged at them both to get moving. Suddenly Teena exclaims----
Look Mama, there's a new jackass across the street and this one has a different color truck!
Aha, for sure she was right. There appears to be a new jackass "visiting" across the street. He looks perfect, now we just need to lull him into the tangle of the Skankenho's web.
Things That Suck
My coffee pot broke this week. I had to practically milk it like a cow to produce a pot the day it happened. Tragic!
My dryer seems to have also broken this week. It just says mmmmmmmmm mmmmmm when I turn it on. No spinning and no heat. Sigh. Double sigh.
(Updated.... I wonder if I can turn this into an excuse to buy a bunch of new, presumably clean clothes?)
"Look Mama, there's a new jackass across the street and this one has a different color truck!"
ReplyDeleteOMG. That is perfect. What a kid!
The coffee pot AND the dryer? Dang. At least your kids are saying great things!
Sounds like her Mommy's daughter :)
ReplyDeleteI always have to put new clothes in the dryer to get the wrinkles out.
ReplyDeleteThis isn't good.
The coffee pot is worse, but you can just poor boiling water over coffee in a filter - I know; I've done it!
Your ring story is sooo funny.... Aren't blogs great for recording all the funny things they say....
ReplyDeleteAlso the 'jackass' comment!!! Funny.. when my 14 yr old was about 6 (an only child at that stage so was ALWAYS with me:))we were driving home one day when we were overtaken... Darrelle piped up from the back seat... 'there goes another a--hole!' .. Too long sitting behind the driver and listening to throwaway coomments!!!!
Have a good week..
The picture of the two of you snuggled on the couch with her playing with your fingers and rings...that's HUGE! It's big progress even in the last year.
ReplyDeleteAll warm fuzziness here.