Aww, Cass. I give you punctuation and three-hour-away snuggles. That's rough, darn it.
Olivia decided she was going to try to grab the cat's tail. He tolerated it for a few moments but started meowing loudly before finally reaching around to nip her little hand. However, before he could strike, she whacked him in the head with the small, plastic, toy shovel she was holding in the other hand.
Funniest. Thing. Ever.
Because I forgot:
{{{{Cass}}}}
I'm sorry, honey. I think it's got to be a very weird transition time. Good on you for taking a sick from life day. Snuggle up and get some sleep, if nothing else.
Oh, no. Is it somehow triggered by the bad days, or is it just more noticeable? It always seemed to me like they turned to Velcro when I could least cope with it.
It's a bad HAIR day. And she's been velcro-like for a few weeks now. I'm waiting for the stage to pass, but so far it's sticking. Like, um, velcro.
Lee, how was Vegas?
It was a lot of fun! I'll probably do a full write up in LJ later, once I've had coffee.
Cass, I wondered about your thread placement, at first. But you know, BtVS brings about all sorts of feelings. I hope it gets easier and happier for you, really soon.
There were peoples I liked and trusted. Then I realized that it wasn't Bitches... I'm like that sometimes.
Yeah, I hate this.
A lot.
Stupid boy! (Boy could easily be swapped for girl at this point. This time? Happens to be a boy. But it would be heart stompy either way.)
I am spent and weepy and stupid. I need a nap. For at least a few hours. It's not like this is totally unexpected but I wasn't ready for it.
ION, I am having a Very Bad Hair Day and my toddler has suddenly decided she is made of velcro. Everywhere I go, there she is. Even the bathroom.
Egad. I hate that. I hope she can settle down and give you a moment to yourself.
It's a bad HAIR day. And she's been velcro-like for a few weeks now. I'm waiting for the stage to pass, but so far it's sticking. Like, um, velcro.
Hee. I read "bad hair day" the first time, but thought you were being euphemistic.
I just listed it on Freecycle. We'll see how that goes.
Why not throw it up craigslist, too? First come, first serve. The more places you make it known, the more likely you'll be to get rid of it, and sooner, not later. Heck, I'd post it at school, too.
Funniest. Thing. Ever.
Wasn't it? I'm still picturing it. I want it on YouTube.
I am spent and weepy and stupid. I need a nap. For at least a few hours. It's not like this is totally unexpected but I wasn't ready for it.
Cass, you are not stupid. You can't help feelings like this. They just are. Sleep is of the good.
Oh, and in case you were going through the "Oh, I should delete those posts in the other thread, but I got responses and now even if I delete, there are responses, and what to do what to do what to do" stage, I deleted my response to you in the other thread.
It was a lot of fun! I'll probably do a full write up in LJ later, once I've had coffee.
Good!
Wasn't it? I'm still picturing it. I want it on YouTube.
Digital video camera is on the list for hoping to buy someday. I love how assertive Liv is. She knows what she wants and doesn't take any shit.
So the time spent outside yesterday--it resulted in Owen getting five HUGE mosquito bites on his face. I always put a bit of repellent on the kids with a low-level of DEET (although I avoid the face and the hands completely). And Owen swells like I do. These things are the size of nickles. He started scratching at them this morning so I called the ped triage to ask what to do. Neosporin on the bites and oral Benedryl. I was hoping the kids would take after Christopher in this area. He doesn't welt up at all. *sigh*