"Oye como va..."
This verse means "Listen how it goes..." in English, which has nothing to do with this post. Today is also a bit crazy, but I thought I'd just let you all in on the craziness of our world these days. First, yes, I got my hair cut to my chin. I like it, but it looks messy in my self-portrait up there. But I sure look perky!
Today is Buck's first "Gymtastics" class which is supposed to be (advertised as) a pre-gymnastics class. We're just hoping that he learns how to do a somersault (please ask me if I have ever spelled that word before = no - but it's an interesting word spelling).
Some points of our past few days:
- It is the mommy's fault (for the second dumping) if her son dumps an entire snack box filled with fish crackers onto the floor in the supermarket and then she picks them all up and hands the box back to him. [File under "what the h#!! was I thinking?"]
- A child is watching too much TV if he immediately recognizes the picture of "Little Einstein" on the back of a book and says the word (one of his favorites) "T B" (which means TV in Buck-land).
- It is not a good mommy who allows her son to climb into a tall, twisty slide and watches as he slides down screaming "Dark! Dark!" [OK, I didn't watch him climb up - which could be worse - I was just there at the bottom to catch him. Or, at least another mommy-friend of mine was there. Wow. I am a bad mommy]
- It is a fact that a 20 month-old boy will not die if he only eats popcorn and blackberries for an entire day. Maybe he had some yogurt covered raisins...I'm not sure.
- There is no finite number of times that one can hear the words "bus", "choo choo", "digger", "blue" pronounced "boo" or "crocks" (that holey little shoe) without going mercifully insane. One will always bounce back. There are still 4 verses of "Wheels on the bus" to sing.
- And if you're happy and you know it, please DON'T stomp your muddy feet onto the back of my car seat. Thank you.