Friday, May 29, 2009
I picked my 8 year old daughter up, after school, yesterday and the following conversation ensued...
Caroline: "Mom, do you think I will be a woman of knowledge when I grow up?"
Me: (trying to stifle my giggles) "Oh, I'm sure you will, Carly. What made you think of that?"
Caroline: "I don't know. No reason. No offense, Mom, but I think my dad is a man of GREAT knowledge...and you are a woman of wonderful imagination".
Me: (no longer able to contain my laughter) "I'm not offended, Honey."
My daughter is SO intuitive and 100% accurate with this assessment of her parents. I'm thinking Caroline must, somehow, share bloodlines with Anne Shirley ("Anne of Green Gables"). Side note: I'll take the wonderful imagination over the great knowledge any day of the week!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Apparently, she skipped right by my house and sent the tooth trolls to create some mischief in my mouth! I have been M.I.A. due, in part, to 5 days of complete agony caused by a "bothersome" tooth. Bothersome, my Aunt Fanny! That was the dentist's sugar coated term for my evil tormentor. I would far rather birth a rabid elephant...sans epidural...than go through the pain I was in. The dentist finally got it "under control" (add to the 4-letter word list: R-O-O-T canal) and I'm beginning to feel human again. I'm running a fever and my jaw feels like I went a few rounds with Mike Tyson, but they're nothing in comparison to how I felt 2 days ago. A hefty course of antibiotics with a side of Tylenol with codeine should take care of the residual discomfort. I'll be back when I'm feeling more perky!