OK, it's borderline getting late, and I'm coming down from a workout high, but as I'm not tired enough to go to sleep yet, you get ME. Apparently at present there is a standoff somewhere near the main intersection near my house, so that's fun. Haven't heard any sirens, so it must not be that close. We've had a busy but great few months. Big L is working some crazy hours, but he is doing well and they think he's a keeper, so what more can I ask. I have been exhausted but happy. Christmas was fantastic (except for the coughing, pink eye, vomiting, inability to sleep, muscle and joint aches, etc.) L is obsessed with her new beta fish and dwarf African Frog. They are named Blueberry and Freeze, respectively. It's a soap opera in a 2 gallon tank the way she sees it. Today, she was very sure Blueberry was going to die, and she was eagerly talking about what new fish she might pick. I'm a little wary she might start looking up fish poisoning methods, but, alas, she isn't totally internet savvy yet, so we should be okay. M is honing his expert skills at getting the living daylights beaten out of him by a 23 month old. Mostly that involves doing the most horrible crying ever. He is a pacifist, no fighting back, so crying is his only defence. He had a great fifth birthday, Lightning McQueen all the way baby. He had some naughty little friends that tried to ruin Santa for him this year, and I'm a little bitter, but this too shall pass. Seriously people, if you aren't doing the Santa thing with your kids, make sure they can keep their mouths shut about it to other people. Ruin it for your family...fine. Ruin it for my family...GRRRR. B is actually a delightful sick patient. Now, I'm not a heartless mommy, but as with L, when he is sick he is what I would call a "normal" kid. He isn't destroying my house. He likes lots of cuddles, and he just chills. No, it isn't my dream to parent vegetables...just really calm kids. They do exist...only with L and B, they have to be sick for it to be a reality. B got one of those sweet little cars that are yellow and red/orange that you can ride around Flintstone style, and actually all the kids fight over it a bit, but he looks pretty cute in it and says 'car' lots and lots as he pushes it around, which is good since he is not much of a talker yet.
We got all our Christmas stuff down today, and now I must buck up for New Year's festivities. In a way, I'm bummed to have the kids go back to school. The hermit thing is very becoming to me. I hadn't driven my car for 6 days until tonight. Sweat pants and wacko hair, baby...that's the life for me. I will shape up now and take daily showers and be sociable again, but everybody (at least I think almost everybody) deserves some serious cave time every so often. Well, lest I embarrass myself with anymore of my insights and wisdom, I will say adios for now and hope that my 1 devoted follower reads this, even though i was very, very, very, very naughty and didn't blog FOR-E-VER. I love my family and friends very much...and I like being healthy again very much also. Peace out!
