day three – numb3rs
if the world’s fate depended on someone figuring out a formula and and adjusting the trajectory into a computer, you would not want me as the pencil and paper person. algebra is not my thing.
i am very good at figures, however. observe.
i can tell you right now that it is 29 hours until mo arrives to hong kong and 27.5 hours until we leave for the airport. what i cant tell you because time has apparently stopped and i am not good at algebra (if you were good at reading you would know that i had already written that) is the physical formula that dictates what makes my kids worse during school holidays. why no naps? they’re certainly running alot. today i made them run races before they could come into lunch. races in the rain.
enough about figures. i saw mine in the mirror the other day and was horrified. my tailor isn’t, but i am. do i look boxy? like megan mullaly during seasons 3-6 of will and grace?
there are three pieces of broccoli left on the table from lunch that i am trying to figure out what do do wtih. combine them, all cold and curled into dinner? (sela ate hers, 4 pieces – 1 piece = three pieces). do i give sela a chance to feel even more superior than she already does? but does she deserve credit for eating her vegetables?
1 crappy nappy is the result of the lunchtime nap. that piece of broccoli must have really raced through you, sela.
three days is how long carys has had dry knickers during nap time.
two genders that jasper no longer sees himself part of. last night as he was putting on a pair of my high heels he informed me that he was not a girl, and he was not a boy. and that girls don’t have willies and that boys don’t have willies. but that he did have a willie.
sebastian jumped into bed with me this morning, "just for five minutes mummy" and asked me to read him a book. i told him yes, but he would have to read every 10th word. every tenth word turned into every 28th, and an arguement. "i don’t want to, it is too hard" he would whinge.
it rained today, ruining what was supposed to be a glorious day at the beach.
it figures.
