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haardvarkI've had 3 people today tell me I look older than I actually am now (i.e. 35). One half-apologised and said, "Oh, it's just the beard, I guess...." to which I said, "Oh, I thought it was just because I'm such a curmudgeonly bastard."
Office "policy" is for the birfday person to bring in treats. I brought in a tray of baklava and halvah. Holy sweet, batman. As I said in my email, "You'll have to provide your own insulin". All I can hear now are heads smacking into keyboards all around the cube farm from the sugar crash.
Sprout had her first dental appointment yesterday, and Mommy brought Sequel along. I gather things went fairly well, no gaping cavities, stuff coming in fairly straight etc. She jumped down and left the room with the hygenist, to pick a treat from the treasure chest.
Apparently, while Ms.'v and the dentist were negotiating brushing and flossing regimes, Sequel monkeyed her way up into the chair. Mommy and dentist turned to see the apprehensive face of my little girl, looking like she didn't know why she was in the chair and didn't necessarily feel all that good about the situation, but her sister got to be in the chair and hence, BY GOSH she was going to be in the chair, too. Dentist says, "Shall I look at your teeth?"
Tiny, uncertain nod.
"Open your mouth, okay?"
Timid, small opening of the mouth; eyes looking around nervously but a determined crinkle in the forehead. Dentist says something like, "All good! No elephants in there!" and so Sequel jumps down, runs out to the lobby singing treat treat treat treat and shoulders her highly indignant (and indecisive) sister out of the way at the treasure chest.
Man, I love my kids.
Office "policy" is for the birfday person to bring in treats. I brought in a tray of baklava and halvah. Holy sweet, batman. As I said in my email, "You'll have to provide your own insulin". All I can hear now are heads smacking into keyboards all around the cube farm from the sugar crash.
Sprout had her first dental appointment yesterday, and Mommy brought Sequel along. I gather things went fairly well, no gaping cavities, stuff coming in fairly straight etc. She jumped down and left the room with the hygenist, to pick a treat from the treasure chest.
Apparently, while Ms.'v and the dentist were negotiating brushing and flossing regimes, Sequel monkeyed her way up into the chair. Mommy and dentist turned to see the apprehensive face of my little girl, looking like she didn't know why she was in the chair and didn't necessarily feel all that good about the situation, but her sister got to be in the chair and hence, BY GOSH she was going to be in the chair, too. Dentist says, "Shall I look at your teeth?"
Tiny, uncertain nod.
"Open your mouth, okay?"
Timid, small opening of the mouth; eyes looking around nervously but a determined crinkle in the forehead. Dentist says something like, "All good! No elephants in there!" and so Sequel jumps down, runs out to the lobby singing treat treat treat treat and shoulders her highly indignant (and indecisive) sister out of the way at the treasure chest.
Man, I love my kids.
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Date: 2006-12-01 09:01 pm (UTC)Ummm. Right.
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Date: 2006-12-01 11:00 pm (UTC)He must be a very hard worker.
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Date: 2006-12-01 08:48 pm (UTC)Also, happy birthday, old guy!
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Date: 2006-12-01 08:58 pm (UTC)Thank you!
oh cripes, ok fine
Date: 2006-12-01 08:50 pm (UTC)I see that plying children with treets is as effective as with dogs...they really are the same, aren't they!
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Date: 2006-12-01 08:52 pm (UTC)Re: oh cripes, ok fine
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Date: 2006-12-01 10:22 pm (UTC)Re: oh cripes, ok fine
Date: 2006-12-01 10:53 pm (UTC)Then there's distraction. For when Baby wants to start tearing out all the cords behind the computer, you pick her up, pull her away, and give her a fun bleepy-pokey toy that will fascinate her for minutes. Wash, rinse, repeat for the next two years.
I must admit, I have yelled. I really try to keep it to the bad dangerous stuff like trying to turn the stove knobs or climbing the baby gate (yes, he's doing that now, too). And I can't put him in the playpen for safeguarding anymore, because he's figured out he can stack his toys and climb over the edge. FUN!
Re: oh cripes, ok fine
Date: 2006-12-01 09:00 pm (UTC)On the one hand, my kids have never eaten CD cases.
On the other hand, you can train a dog not to walk on the dining table.
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Date: 2006-12-01 09:25 pm (UTC)Re: oh cripes, ok fine
Date: 2006-12-02 03:39 am (UTC)With Sequel, we can't even make the math work on paper, never mind real life.
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Date: 2006-12-01 08:50 pm (UTC)I wish there was some baklava in my office today.
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Date: 2006-12-04 05:23 pm (UTC)Sounds like everything's coming up Bronwyn lately, couldn't happen to a finer lady.