...is still windy, cold and occasionally snowy.
Baby Boy became extremely frustrated with me today. I was holding him while we visited with my mom and dad. He was looking out the window and pointing. Suddenly, he started pointing with much gusto and saying 'bum bum ferse!' He must have repeated this at least five times, getting louder and more emotional with each saying. All I could see were my hanging baskets blowing in the wind. He really wanted this 'bum bum ferse' but I could not help him. This didn't sit well with him. He has this look he gives me which I am sure means 'you personify incompetence'.
My mom has a badly swollen lip. She cannot remember if she bit it, burned it on coffee, or if it is a cold sore. To me, it looked like all three. Her bottom lip is bright red and looks very painful. Now, mouth sores in particular cause me to get all woozy. Keep in mind that my mom has very little short-term memory. This means that every 10 minutes or so she would show me her lip. I would nearly pass out and my butt would go numb (this is a strange phenomena that happens to many members of my family - does this happen to other people too, we often wonder, but don't dare ask).
So, I spent the better part of the day trying not to look at her. My dad planned to bring her to a pharmacy and get some advice on what might help. I'm afraid to put something 'numbing' on it for fear that she will nibble away at it.
(umm. writing that caused me to swoon. i'm back now.)
She and Baby Boy played their mutual admiration games and had a delightful time making each other laugh. This gave me time to make a few birthday cards, which I posted on my Inky Fingers blog. I always have big plans for Thursdays but am realizing that the joy is just in the 'being' not in what we accomplish. So, let it be said, we had a very joyfilled day.
My mom and dad left at 3:45, and Baby Boy gave up on ever getting the 'bum bum ferse' and fell asleep in my arms. Daughter arrived to take him home at 4:20 and THGGM came close behind her.
I found a corner of my living room ceiling to stare at, and drifted off on my own uninterrupted thoughts.
Too pooped to even go thirft shopping.
We had 'toast your own bagel' for dinner tonight. It was a smashing success.
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I had to laugh!! What a funny malady! To get a numb butt wouldn't be so good if you were on a hike and ran into something bad that you needed to get away from!! :)
I am afraid I don't have that concern.
I am glad you know how to be joyfilled and stop doing if the doing gets in the way of the joy!! I am still working on that, I am not so good at it, I am afraid.
I thought the cards were lovely.
ME
What would we do without Friday thru Sunday to recharge our batteries, eh? I'm heading over to the kids' house Sunday nite for a few days. My d-i-l has to fly to Nashville tomorrow and won't be home until around midnite on Tuesday...some kind of business seminar. So I chose to stay THERE to take care of the baby and grand poopies instead of having them AND my son move back in with us for those few days. At least at their house I can just let the dogs out the back door to do their duty! Enjoy your weekend! ((HUG))
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