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.
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day three is just begun for us. hopefully our day three will be better than our day two (yoda has a sarcoma, zali has a fever). it’s looking better anyway. at least zali no longer has a fever.
This is an encouragement, Tess, from Mo and Gran. We too are sitting looking at rain fall outside for the zillioneth day in a row – I exaggerate, there was one day of sunshine – and we think you are doing “a noble job” – Gran’s words. She wants to know when the “holidays” are over?! Mo is just heading to the airport – keep counting down those hours! See you SOON!
Much love, Gran and Mo xox
Tess! i’m excited for you. having your MOm come over….please hug eachother for me. i second your Grans words “you ARE doing a noble job”
rainy here too, cyclone just missed us and tsunami warning was 2 days ago…i can also say there has never been any -40c days since we’ve moved here! enjoy your time with you Mom.
At least they aren’t sick.
But remember, in fifteen years when they are running around with their friends and don’t want to be seen with you, today was nice.