Last Road Trip: Don't even remember back that far.
Last Bad Advice: Can't think of any
Last Movie I Saw in a Theater: Don't laugh - Bandslam
Last TV Show Watched: Jungle Junction
Last TV Show I Enjoyed Watching: Sex Addicts with Dr. Drew
Last Book I Tried to Read: Cast of Killers - got it off the bookshelf at work, about the death of a movie director in the 20s, who had motive, and how the studio totally messed with the investigation.
Last Thing I Left Home Without: my pride? my brain? my sanity?
Last Take Out Meal: McD's breakfast this morning
Last Celebration: Halloween at Puck and Pusher's
Last Item Loaned Out and Haven’t Gotten Back: a book to Pants' aunt, I think.
Last Package Received: Nana sent Halloween stuff for the kiddos. And I get free stuff all the time that I've ordered.
Last Web Site Visited: Kashka_Z's
Last Injury: Yeah, I think we're all up to speed on that one.
Last Run In with the Law: Years ago, B.C. - before children.
Last Place I’d Want to Live: anywhere that doesn't have a cold enough winter to kill off the bugs annually.
Last Magazine Read: People
Last Thing I Broke: my leg. Oh, and the hatch lock on my car.
Last Thing I Fixed: we're not really in a "fix-it" place here right now.
Last Thing That Made Me Laugh: Kashka_Z
Last Thing That Made Me Go Huh? daycare
Last Thought: "How long until naptime?"
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Raccoon accident
Conversation of the day:
I have just put the kids in their rooms for quiet time and Kitten is crying not 5 minutes later. Pants walks in and finds her rejected full-body raccoon costume, previously hanging in the closet, on the floor. I am listening from the living room.
Pants: What happened?
Kitten: I hurt myself!
P: What's with the raccoon?
K: I was swinging on it in the closet and I fell down!
[Snorting laughter coming from the living room]
P: You can't swing on things in the closet honey, they won't hold you.
K: Okay.
I have just put the kids in their rooms for quiet time and Kitten is crying not 5 minutes later. Pants walks in and finds her rejected full-body raccoon costume, previously hanging in the closet, on the floor. I am listening from the living room.
Pants: What happened?
Kitten: I hurt myself!
P: What's with the raccoon?
K: I was swinging on it in the closet and I fell down!
[Snorting laughter coming from the living room]
P: You can't swing on things in the closet honey, they won't hold you.
K: Okay.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Random Thoughts
My costume last night didn't pull off as well as I had hoped - I couldn't find my ice skates and it's not nearly as funny to show up as Nancy Kerrigan without Pants walking around behind me with a tire iron. I did get to explain to several people why the limp is my own, though. And Puck had my back on the explanation - he voluntarily glowered over me several times through the evening.
On a related note, my ass wasn't nearly as awful in the tutu as I imagined it would be...
It's official, I hate daylight savings time. And Halloween candy. The Hammer threw up all night last night and the kids were running around like wild animals all day. I finally took them out into the back yard to try to run them around a little bit. It turns out Kitten is a bit of a runner, The Hammer is aces at shooting baskets, and they can both catch a ball fairly well. Nice surprise in a day full of yuck.
I didn't expect to need a second set of sheets for The Hammer's new "big girl bed" just two days after installing the first set, but had to go out an buy one today while the other is in the wash. See above.
I'm taking advice and I've been seizing teaching moments with the girls, like talking about the letters on the Stop sign today, showing them the number 9 when Kitten kept saying talking about 99 in the store, and talking with her about caterpillars and butterflies after reading a book where a caterpillar who felt very dull turned into a beautiful butterfly. I still wish Kitten was getting a full day of that kind of learning, but I guess I'll keep working on it and see what happens.
We love our aquarium and our 3 little fishies, but one of them is apparently a "schooling" fish and keeps annoying the crap out of one of the others, following him around all the time. I need a couple more so they can school together and leave the other fish alone. And yes, they are all male. The chick at the pet store said they could tell and I'm trusting her on that. She also said that any babies would probably get eaten, but I don't think we're ready for Wild Kingdom in the living room.
We also have to keep the food up in a cabinet so the kids don't feed them constantly and far too much. And the fish come up to the top, front and center, whenever the kids come to the tank. Pavlovian much?
On a related note, my ass wasn't nearly as awful in the tutu as I imagined it would be...
It's official, I hate daylight savings time. And Halloween candy. The Hammer threw up all night last night and the kids were running around like wild animals all day. I finally took them out into the back yard to try to run them around a little bit. It turns out Kitten is a bit of a runner, The Hammer is aces at shooting baskets, and they can both catch a ball fairly well. Nice surprise in a day full of yuck.
I didn't expect to need a second set of sheets for The Hammer's new "big girl bed" just two days after installing the first set, but had to go out an buy one today while the other is in the wash. See above.
I'm taking advice and I've been seizing teaching moments with the girls, like talking about the letters on the Stop sign today, showing them the number 9 when Kitten kept saying talking about 99 in the store, and talking with her about caterpillars and butterflies after reading a book where a caterpillar who felt very dull turned into a beautiful butterfly. I still wish Kitten was getting a full day of that kind of learning, but I guess I'll keep working on it and see what happens.
We love our aquarium and our 3 little fishies, but one of them is apparently a "schooling" fish and keeps annoying the crap out of one of the others, following him around all the time. I need a couple more so they can school together and leave the other fish alone. And yes, they are all male. The chick at the pet store said they could tell and I'm trusting her on that. She also said that any babies would probably get eaten, but I don't think we're ready for Wild Kingdom in the living room.
We also have to keep the food up in a cabinet so the kids don't feed them constantly and far too much. And the fish come up to the top, front and center, whenever the kids come to the tank. Pavlovian much?
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