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Who Are You Calling a Woman?

November 5th, 2013 at 4:04 pm » Comments (5)

Ethan-13yr came home from school early with a fever and I took off work to stay with him. At his request. (How sweet is that?)

In the car on the way home, Caden-9yr and Seth-8yr noticed that their older brother was not there and questioned me until learning he had gone home ill.

“Did he throw up?” Caden-9yr wanted to know.

Before I could say ‘no,’ Seth-8yr said, “YOU ASKED A ¬†WOMAN THAT?!”

Caden-9yr said, “Yes. Yes I did ask a woman that.”

Seth-8yr, “I can’t believe you did that.”

Caden-9yr, “There is nothing wrong with asking your mother if your brother VOMITED. Nothing wrong at all with that.” He enunciated ‘vomited’ and dragged it out so it was like “VAAAAAWWWW-mitt-ed.

Seth-8yr, “Oh. Okay.”

Caden-9yr, “I think you were confused. You never ask a woman how much she weighs, how old she is, or if she’s pregnant. But you CAN ask your mom about your brother.”

Seth-8yr, “Oh. Thank you. How old are you, Mom?”

Me: “38.”

Caden-9yr, “Seth!!!”

Seth-8yr, “WHAT!? Are you calling your mother a WOMAN?”

 

And at that point we were in the driveway and I had a headache and I got out of the car and left them to continue this discussion on their own.

And… I’m sure they did.

 


lots of #1s in today’s date

November 1st, 2013 at 5:35 pm » Comments (7)

Well.

Um.

There has been a lot of suing and countersuing and stuff that is not wise to blog in real-time.

It’s still going on. It’s a mess i don’t want to give any more energy to than absolutely necessary right now…. and so that’s all I’ll say. No need to write to figure stuff out, or vent.

What I can definitely say and focus on…? I’m grateful. My sweet family picked me up and blessed me beyond belief with money for legal fees, prayers, visits, encouragement, and a generally incredibly strong show of support I never would have asked for or expected.

For some reason, life started over again today. Unexpectedly. Just… a spiritual, practical, psychological ‘hey start over and live life’ kinda vibe that came out of nowhere. It doesn’t go along with the practical aspects of life. It’s just there… despite all that.

if i had the energy, i’d cut my hair, paint my toenails, write a novel, and paint a dresser.

Maybe tomorrow.

Tonight I catch up on project runway and laundry and eat those disgusting little pumpkin candies. Mmmmm, love those.