The things that keep you from killing your kids

The girls are suppose to be watching their movie. But I can clearly hear them NOT watching their movie. However, what I overhear is far more entertaining, and not destructive so I am enjoying listening to them.

Dahlia is teaching Bobbie to dance. Dahlia is, of course, the girl. Bobbie gets the unfortunate role of boy. Dahlia, having never actually danced with a boy, has some interesting ideas.

Dahlia: The boy's hand goes on the shoulder, and mine goes around your back.
Bobbie: ?? puzzled look
Dahlia: I said on the shoulder. You do know what a shoulder is?
Bobbie: No verbal answer
Dahlia: Now move here . . . . . move there . . . . . . . move this way.

Hmmmm I can fore see a possible problem the first time Dahlia gets to dance with a real boy. Poor kid won't know what hit him.

It has been an interesting couple of weeks since I last updated. We went to see Grandma and Grandpa Jones. I got a perm. Dahlia and Bobbie loved to play with it, until Bobbie announced that it was stinky and then refused to get near me for the next hour or so. Bobbie cried in the car all the way to the Library.

If you have not been to the Monroe Library recently you have to go just to check out the new Children's Section. (Hint, hint Val). It is totally cool, with the wall mural from Judy Jones, and the rug map of the US on the floor.

The girl's reward for behaving at the Library, besides the books, was to go to the park. they wanted one with a set of swings.

So we ended up at the Kindergarten/First Grade playground. in addition to the swings they have this lovely play set. So the girls played part on the swings, and part on the play set. There was another little girl there (she said she was in 3rd grade, so I am guessing 9-10ish). She showed the girls how to climb all over the dome thingy. I was hoping they would somehow not notice it,and stay away. But I am learning that the girls seem to see all the things I am hoping they'll miss, and they love them all.

Mom threatened at one point if the girls did not do something (I forget what) that they would ave to stay there, and not get to come home with Mommy on Sunday. I told Mom it was mean to make promises like that. Gets me all excited. The girls didn't understand why Mommy and Grandma were laughing. I noticed she never made that threat again.

I have had tonsillitis, and I am guessing also strep throat. the doctor took one look ,and told me he wasn't going to bother culturing it since he was going to treat anyways. But other then the look he didn't say much about needing to get them removed. I have decided that after 30 years my tonsils will probably be with me until I die. Even if they are the cause of my death, and/or I whine a lot when I get sick due to them. Poor Mom, every time I get tonsillitis I have to call and ask her why she let me get to be an adult and still have tonsils. She doesn't remember the doctor ever telling her that I needed them out, but since I am usually miserable at that point, I am less then fully logical (okay fine, even more less logical then normal for me). Is it possible to be negative in the logical department, or does that only mean I've slid fulling into illogical?? Is there even an answer tot his question?

I am on the mend now, and yes Dad I do believe in life after death (even if you were only kidding on the phone). I also believe in life after antibiotics!! I still get tired easily, but it hasn't been a full week on antibiotics (I want to much to type abx instead of typing out antibiotics) so I know it will get better over the next while. Again YEAH for antibiotics!!

Dahlia and Bobbie make great nurses, if a bit scattered. Dahlia wanted to rock me, and Bobbie wanted to brush my hair. None of which was actually what I needed or the least bit helpful. But they were tearing down the house, and I needed that more then I needed someone to fetch me drinks, and fluff my pillows (not that I as a nurse ever fluffed any one's pillows).

That is all from us. I will take a peek at the camera ans see if there are any new pictures to add. Pictures always make a blog more fun, don't you think??