K is “friend of the week” at school this week and I had to make a poster for her this weekend. I started at 11:30 last night because, well, that’s how I roll. It kind of sucks and I need to find a way to not procrastinate so much, but I started dinking with it during the day and both kids just jumped on me.
I also need to blog about the Halloween fun we had over the last few days, but we’ll start with our Friend of the Week (it is Pink week, too – so appropriate!):
It has been snowing all day here. I didn’t realize it was going to get this heinous this fast and didn’t get the hoses and sprinklers in. I hope they aren’t broken.
Also, K is getting bullied at school and I am really stressed trying to figure out how to deal with it. I don’t want to be the parent who calls the Whaaambulance every time her kid gets shoved, but on the other hand, I don’t want my kid to be bullied the way I was all through school.
Now is the time on Sprockets when we dance:
Unfortunately, I vastly overestimated my ability to camoflage and perform a shag hair cut on a squirmy four year old. Also, a dressmakers shears is NOT the proper implement for cutting a large swath of hair. We now own a barber’s shears. And a comb.
Look, mom, I’m METAL!
Also, happy International House of Cephalopods Awareness Day!
Once upon a time, there was a little girl with long blonde hair:
And then there wasn’t:
The End.
Mine is a Chartreuse and Pink-spotted squid named SquidWidget. Shocking, I know.
Also, mark your calendars for…
K proved today that she is indeed her mother’s daughter and took a scissors to her hair. She has a bob on the sides, long in back, and several spiky chunks on top. I can’t bear to take a photo – yet. Just not yet. I will, soon, and then I will attempt to repair the damage. I don’t hold out much hope that the length in back will remain. I just hope that she leaves E’s hair alone. Because I would cry even harder if those little ringlets disappeared.
Wow. The shot didn’t really hurt when we got it, but now we just want to curl up and sleep. I am glad we got it done though.
What a birthday present for Mister Squid. Oh well. We were going to order windows, too, but the quote is STILL not complete. Apparently a lot of people are ordering windows, as we are planning to, to squeak under the wire with the tax rebate thing. Crossing fingers that the quote will be ready Monday.
So I think the Squidlets have Hamthrax. They’re miserable, K has a 101(f) fever, and she’s alternating coughing and throwing up. Since she and E lick each other all day, it is only a matter of time before E becomes a font of liquids as well. I feel so helpless, wanting to hold them and getting pushed away. I wish I could do more to make them feel better. I hope this bout of the Aporkalypse is over quickly and doesn’t decimate the adults of the household too badly, so that we are able to tend to the youngn’s appropriately during the entire course of the illness.
Ugh. And K is missing an “apple themed” week at school – I was so excited! They’re making applesauce Friday. It’s a safe bet she won’t be there.
E is popping her two-year molars on the bottom, and this explains SO MUCH of her crabby moods lately. HOORAY FOR TEETH!
We visited the Appleton Children’s Museum yesterday and I will blog about this soon, especially the faucetheaded man with the big green droplet dangling out of his nose. K enjoyed him immensely.
I still owe the blogging about the museum AND Casey’s orchard, but here’s the photo of Faucethead I promised:
While I was sitting in the waiting room today, the OB doc who delivered both of my kids came in. I was frogging the Tubey and getting ready to make the Gordian part for a new sweater. He smiled, and said “What are you working on now?” I pointed at the shrug I was wearing and said “Another one of these.” He grinned, and said, “One of these days, I really need to take up knitting or sewing.” Without missing a beat, or really thinking about it, I said, “But you’re already halfway there! You’re already GREAT at sewing on people, I’m living proof!” “That’s true, you’re right!” he said, and I swear I could hear him laughing down the hall for a good few moments. Along with half the women in the waiting room with me.
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