Cute (?) Things They Do
Before I tell this story you have to understand that there are NO walls in this barn we are renting and so you can't have any real privacy, except by sheer distance. Well, today Aidan pulled out a box of tampons from the drawer where I keep them. He proceeded to rip open the box and pull out tampons. He likes to dismember them, a practice that I have witnessed before. I gave him one as a sacrifice. He ran off with it and I put the rest away. He happened to be naked. Then, I was doing some other thing and wasn't really paying attention to him. When I looked at him again he had gotten the mousie out of the cardboard and was earnestly trying to put it into his butt. I was dumbfounded. I really didn't even know what to say to him so I just sat on the bed and watched him for a minute, amazed. So he came over to me and handed me the tampon and turned around so I could put it in his butt for him. I started to explain to him that tampons are for girls and then stopped myself, imagining him trying to get some poor little girl to use one. I just didn't know what to say to him. He doesn't have much language yet - I didn't know what he would understand.
Ticks
It's tick time again. It seems that two days in a row of warm weather = ticks. I put Frontline on the dog and the cat a few days ago and was feeling really bad about putting poison on my innocent pets. Well, today I was glad I did it - I pulled another dozen ticks off of Wes. He's the perfect color - they are really easy to see on him. I still don't have any alcohol to drop them into - so - how to kill ticks? Well, I made tick soup. I just put a pot of water on to boil and dropped the ticks in there when I found them. Please, please don't tell me that half an hour of boiling water doesn't kill ticks. That would be more than I could bear.
Comments
Don't worry Aidan, when your mother gets old we'll just tell everyone that she made this story up one night when she was hitting the bottle a little too hard.
Don't worry Aidan, when your mother gets old we'll just tell everyone that she made this story up one night when she was hitting the bottle a little too hard.
Don't worry Aidan, when your mother gets old we'll just tell everyone that she made this story up one night when she was hitting the bottle a little too hard.