Shoved to Them
Because my life isn’t interesting enough for seven on Friday with Jen, and because I count LarryD among my close friends.
1. The Computer Guy wass hunting this week in West Texas in a remote area with no cell phone access, so of course this is the moment when our 4 year old trips over a toy an whacks his head on the wall splitting it open.
Head wounds bleed. A lot. I’d heard that, but didn’t understand the truth of it until I saw my son with blood dripping from his ear and soaking his sweater. The wall upstairs looked like a murder scene, and #5 definitely looked like the victim.
I’m proud of my ability to hold it together in front of children who lose it a bit at the sight of blood, and even to be cool as I held #5 as the doctor stapled his head back together.
My husband is no longer allowed to leave me alone with the children. This was definitely a “dad thing”. War wounds and blood should be left to the men. Is it sexist? Yes, but in this case I don’t mind being the fairer sex.
2. I’ve discovered that I can not be trusted with the Christmas cookies for longer than a 48 hour period. I love them too much for that. My post-baby weight loss has definitely taken a hit in the last week. I need to find people who need cookies so that I can get these things out of my house.
3. I left the planning of #7’s Baptism gown up to my mother in law. She never got to dress a baby girl and was so excited to get to plan it all. I can’t wait to see what she comes up with. It will be completely different from what I would have chosen, but even more special because of that. I’ll keep you posted.
3.5 I really want to like Newt Gingrich as a presidential candidate. I would be delighted to have him for a dinner guest as I’m sure he’s fascinating. (He’s one of my favorite authors.) I’m not sure about voting for
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