No time for a real post this morning, but I wanted to pop in and say all is still well. Today begins my Hell-weeks at work. Because July 4 falls in a week that I have Tuesday off normally, I don't get it off. I think the theory is that they're giving us the holiday off, we don't need a regular day off....So I work M-F this week (yes, I volunteered for the 4th) then M-S the following week. and I worked M-S last week, Ugh,
My boy has a little mark on his forehead. I've asked him about 5 times what he did, and I've gotten 5 answers, not the least of which went like this:
Me: "What'd you do to your head?"
Me: running my fingers lightly over the spot "Right here."
Him: "Ow, ow, ow, ow." Mind you, this is just a teeny, tiny little scab, bout 1/4" round - it almost can't be seen....
Me; "So it hurts..? How'd you get it?"
Him: "You did it."
Me: "I did it..? When did I do that?"
Him: "Yep, you did it. "
Me: "When did I do it..?"
Me: relieved "How could I have done it yesterday? You were with Rosa all day."
Him: "Oh yeah, I was, wasn't I?"
Me: "So how'd you do it?"
Him: "If I'm really, really good while we're at the store can I get a toy?"
And that was the end of the conversation. Oh yeah, did I mention we were at the return counter of Wally World when this conversation took place..? There I am being accused by my child of hurting him, while all the neighborhood biddies listen in. How many do you think actually heard the whole conversation, and how many just the part about "You did it"?
Oh well, such is life. This mornings questioning about it got me the response that Buster or Bandit (Stacey's pets) must have done it. I guess I'll never know. Well, gotta go put my nose to the grindstone (or ear to the idiots as the case may be...)
Oh yeah, wanted to add tomorrow's the big day. We go back to the doctor's. Hopefully the little guy will get that cast off. It's gotta suck, being in a cast most of the summer : ( Oh, and we're still awaiting the falling-out of the loose tooth.
See ya laterzzzzzzzzzzz!