A laugh

Jan. 6th, 2016 06:56 pm
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While driving with the children this afternoon we were discussing the topic of competence (in particular what constitutes competence in the workplace and the pay you receive because of it).  And the following conversation occurred.

Ike: So how much does Auntie [livejournal.com profile] allanh make?
Me: No clue. But not enough. He's extremely competent but underpaid.
Gwen (backseat): He makes enough to get all the cheese he wants!

This made me laugh because of the randomness. Further inquiry showed that she meant Unka Randy...who is, in fact, the cheese fiend.

School starts tomorrow! Yes!

Oh! I got a response on that resume I sent yesterday. It was just an acknowledgement, but that's a first for this school.
aelfie: (She who cooks)
Which I now realize I should have taken a picture of, even if it's not pretty.

Ike wanted to make GF Cinnamon Buns. Okay. Took too long. And the pan I used was too big. But...they aren't bad. A bit heavy. Not sure I'd ever make 'em again (I'm not a huge fan)...but I think he might!

We used ATK's Quick Cinnamon Bun recipe with the leveaners at 1.5 times the amount listed and Gluten Free Mama's Almond Flour Blend and 2 tsp's of xantham gum. It worked. He's happy. That's fine with me.

Ike

Dec. 14th, 2013 11:10 pm
aelfie: (tattoo)


That child, I swear, whipsaws me from one emotion to another. Check this out.



First of all one day this week, he sets up my sewing machine and says he wants to sew christmas presents for his sibilings. He learned to use a machine in school last year and can handle straight line sewing. So I let him at my fabric stash, set him up and let him sew. He made little bags for his sibs and did a pretty good job.



A couple of days earlier I caught him outside and the play structure looked like this. Do you see a problem? Let's look at a closer picture of that cross beam.



Yea. He sawed right through it and I caught him as he was part way through the other side. Tells me he decided to saw off those sections because he was tired of hitting his head on it. He didn't realize that that crossbeam helps keep the structure true. Now the pressure from the rest of the structure has broken the half sawed cross beam. Grrrr....it's replaceable...but still! I give him high marks for seeing a problem and attempting to solve it. I just wish he'd find solutions that didn't include destruction. He cooled his heels in his room for quite awhile, while I calmed down.

aelfie: (tattoo)

I thought about it and realized that I needed to post pictures here with my phone and then come back and annotate them. Easiest way I know to do this. They are not in any proper order, I'm just posting them.



We spent a night in Jackson, WY on our way from Salt Lake City and Yellowstone. The night before was the super rough one with Gray up in the night puking his guts up. Earlier he had enough energy to go down the Alpine Slide, but after that he didn't want to get out of the car. This was taken on our way to the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone. We were driving to get to the highway and stopped when I saw this. That arch is made from shed elk antlers. What you can't see is that there's one on each corner of this park. Ut.




We took a ride down an Alpine Slide. It's something a ski resort carves into the hill side so that there's some way for them to make money during the winter. Runs right under the chair lift on the left. In the Winter it's completely covered in snow and you'd never know it was there. This is the first time I ever rode a chair lift. Fun! Gray wasn't feeling well but well enough for a ride.




Gray rode down the slide with me. So I only managed to snap a picture of Gwen as she went last.




You can tell they are so enthused to be at the Grand Tetons. I thought it was beautiful. They were "NO MOM! We don't want to have our picture taken!!" "Too bad, get out of the car"




I saw this as I was pulling out of that parking lot and thought it was hysterical.



On our way out of West Yellowstone, we found there is a Wolf and Grizzly refuge. This picture is not zoomed, the wolf came that close to the window. Beautiful!




A HUGE mushroom on a tree I spotted as we were leaving a rest stop somewhere in Montana.




The really, really, really cool Dragon on A Merry go round for Missoula.



As we left Missoula for Kalispell my van flipped 100000 miles. Woot

aelfie: (harold the hoopty car)
I left home last Sunday with a fully packed van and four kids. And a dog. The dog got left with mom.

The ride to Reno was uneventful. We checked into Circus Circus with no problems. We were disappointed to find the buffet closed, so we ate at their in-house diner. The kids had hamburgers.

We got up early and started the drive to Salt Lake. I was warned by several people that there's not much to see between the two. I found them wrong. Gently rolling hills, little valleys, rivers, trains, livestock and gorgeous colors of vegetation! I was really impressed by the abrupt change in the landscape between Nevada and Utah. You knew immediately you were someplace different.

We spent two nights in Salt Lake visiting one of my friends. We went to This is the Place Heritage Park in the morning. The kids really enjoyed it. Its a living history park and the houses are either historic buildings moved to this area or are recreations. I liked how they showed both the homes of poor people and those who were better off. Ike was fascinated by the blacksmith. We also got to see the live version of "gotta piss like a horse" I've never seen that before and the kids were impressed. We spent the afternoon down in Temple Square. The history museum was interesting and the visitors center was fascinating. Then we walked around the temple. There are two sets of impressive doors that haven't been used in ages. If temple-goers want to go in, the entrance is a street away and you go underground. I shudder to think about how they would get everyone out case of fire. The other thing about the Temple that struck me is it's size. Or rather lack thereof. Now. It's tall. It's gloriously tall and impressive. However, the footprint is quite small. I think my Mom's parish church has a bigger footprint. I was expecting something like a Roman Catholic Cathedral size. It's not. I was told they spent 40 years building it. For some reason, I wasn't too impressed. They've been working on the Gaudi Cathedral for over 100 (131 so far with another estimated 13 to go (a couple of wars halted construction, go figure)). Gray decided that he was going to get sick that afternoon and spent the afternoon in my arms. Sleeping. He also decided to pop a pretty good fever that night. But he woke up the next morning bright and chipper.

We spent the 28th driving to Jackson, WY. I got to see wheat fields for the first time ever! Cool. I tried not to breathe too deeply. Pretty drive. I found a road [livejournal.com profile] allanh s husband Randy needs to drive. Not only did it have the joy of curves and ups and downs...you got to dodge livestock! It was an uneventful drive. Jackson is gorgeous! We definitely want to go back. We only spent this one night and there's so much to do! Gray decided to get really sick on this night and we were up from about 1:30-4:30 with him alternatively vomiting and extreme EBS. Poor thing. I left a huge tip for the housekeeping crew, he threw up all over the bed several times (after Ike woke us up at 6).

We got up and went to this alpine slide I read about. It was awesome!!! First time I've ever ridden a ski lift. Then we hit the road. Drove through the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone. Amazing thunder storm overhead as we entered Yellowstone park, and then we crested a hill, and the storm was gone. Blue skies and warm sunshine. Had to convince the children to stick around long enough to see Old Faithful. I had to bribe them with ice cream. Wow. Just wow. Drove out of the park to our next hotel. Gray was miserable by this point and needed to go to bed. Ended up seeing a bison just wandering down the road in the opposite lane before we got out of the park. Yes! Only wildlife we saw in the park. Got to the next hotel and put everyone to bed.

On the 30th we drove to Missoula, MT. There's all these little signs on the side of the road telling you interesting things to see. I stopped at one called the "Lake that Tilted". It kinda caught my attention. Serious earthquake in 1959 literally tilted the lake and created another billion gallons of storage area. It also dumped 80 million tons of rock on the north end and drowned a campground. The mountain damage is obvious and you drive ON TOP of the fallen rock. It was kinda eerie, but also fascinating. Got to the hotel in Missoula.

Everybody felt great the next day on the 31. Joe was flying in and we had time to kill. We had breakfast and then I started to feel awful. So did Ike. I finally got us out of the room and into the car and stopped at the Carousel for Missoula. There's a dragon for the kids to ride!!! Ike was sufficiently sick, he stayed in the car to sleep. The other three rode it twice. Then we hit the road for Kalispell and Joe. The drive was nice, but I was feeling too awful to really notice anything. I got to Joe an hour late. =( But we got to the next hotel and I went to bed while Joe took care of the 3 non sick kids.

This morning we got up and moving and checked out from the hotel with like 5 minutes to spare. We stopped at a local grocery store for food for a couple of days and made it to the house we are staying at. It's gorgeous. On a lake. The kids played. And passed out.
aelfie: (tattoo)
When a mother of a child with Autism comes in and says "Please fully sedate my child before you strap him down so he won't fight you due to a panic attack." Don't respond "Oh, he's old enough to handle it." And then look surprised when he fights you.

Dumbass.

I liked the Pediatric Anesthesiologist we've had for the last two MRI's much better. He got it. Lay him down, put on the cuff and the oxygen. Put him out. Then strap his ass down on the table.

Horrible.
aelfie: (tattoo)
I am sick of days that go well and end badly.

The afternoon with Ike went well, we had fun, everyone got along...it was great!

And then after dinner, Ike melted down. Full blown, destructive, temper tantrum. I'm tired of this. This last year has been so rough for him and its tiring for all of us when he loses it. The good thing? He cleaned up his sisters room after trashing it. Gwen even came in and helped us tidy up without being asked.

Afterwards the four of us sat down at the kitchen table and I facilitated the, um. hrm. I don't know the name of the technique...whatever. I prompted them using "I" statements. I asked Ike what bothered you and he began to spew "You guys...yadda, yadda" and I went "okay Ike. Try this "I felt frustrated....yadda yadda" and prompted the girls in saying "I heard that you feel...blah, blah when I blah blah...is that right?" Eventually they kinda got the idea. I realized that they are now old enough to teach the proper way to fight....and I guess I'm going to be working on that a LOT this summer.

*sigh*

I'm dreading school stopping next week. I'm also looking forward to it. I'm dreading next fall...and can't help but wonder if it's for the best. I want my kids to grow up less broken than me...they may be broken differently, but hopefully less broken.

One thing to look forward to is a big road trip late summer. On Saturday Joe and I went to our Church's Auction and got a week at a cabin on Bitterroot Lake in Montana. We were looking at the fact that if we are homeschooling this fall, we should take advantage of it and travel. I've lived in the SF Bay Area my entire life except for a short stint at Davis. I've also never really traveled. There's a lot of things/places in the Western US I've never seen. So, when the cabin went up for $300 and no one bidding on it...we decided it was a good idea to jump on it. We are going to drive it...possibily (hopefully) coming back through Seattle (Go and see friends we haven't seen in a few years) and Portland (Powells!!!!) So we are looking at a minimum 2 week trip. 3-4 days up and back and a week in Montana. I'm looking forward to it...longest road trip I've ever taken is Disneyland. This trip is 4 times the distance.

Also pondering a trip to the Grand Canyon...that's less than 800 miles from here.

My Boys

May. 17th, 2013 09:32 am
aelfie: (tattoo)
First for the fun part. Gray. This child has consistently done developmental items WAY before he was supposed to. He started walking at 7.5 months (I kid you not. Not fair I tell you.) This youngest child of mine turned 4 not even three weeks ago. We decided to give him a bicycle for his birthday. Cute little thing with training wheels. Last night, he went to Ike and said "Take 'em off!", so Ike being a considerate older brother (wow) removed the training wheels. And let him loose. A few minutes later, I got to watch this.



Ut.

Second. Ike. This one comes home last week after a week in Yosemite unable to breathe. A quick trip to the ER resulted in a breathing treatment and a diagnosis of Reactive Airway Disease. And a suggestion for another OTC adult strength anti-histamine. After a weekend of suffering, I got a phone appointment with a pediatrician who not only gave us a referral to Allergy, but got us an appointment this morning. We just got back. It's official, he's got asthma. We got sent home with a Rx for flonase and a new inhaler. Joy. And he got a demonstration shot of what the allergy shots he'll be getting later this fall...and he agreed that the shot wasn't a big deal and he made a huge deal out of nothing. Go Ike. So now that he's agreed to shots, I can get shots.
aelfie: (tattoo)
I got Ike from school. Not in a good mood...but perked up a bit after the Tuesday Afternoon Donut (I go grocery shopping tuesday afternoon, kids get a donut to celebrate. Cheaper than a candy bar! M&M's cost 1.29. Donut? $0.50) But for the most part, almost all of the afternoon interactions just sucked. He's moody and touchy, throwing temper tantrums, throwing and breaking things, etc, etc. He refused to eat dinner because it didn't look good. (A quinoa salad. It was fine, not great, but fine.) And then after kicking the Legos all across his room, bemoaning that he's stupid because he can't put it together, doesn't deserve good toys, AND demanding his own room all at the same time...it comes out. He didn't bother to eat lunch.

*sigh*

If this child would just SHUT UP! and eat...he'd have plenty of time to eat his lunch. But he keeps complaining that 10-15 minutes isn't enough (Lunch break is 45 minutes, but the teacher kicks them out of the classroom to play after 15 minutes. It's an active bunch, they need to move.) And he's suffering from severe allergies. And reactive airway disease (got that diagnosis after a trip to the ER last friday night. Now he's got 2 inhalers to take during the day.). He's just plain miserable and doesn't feel well. And it's hard to be reasonable when one is feeling physically miserable. And I ought to know...my childhood SUCKED due to allergies.

So, I've got an appointment with the doctor for next week and see if she doesn't have some magic that will help the alleriges...'cause nothing OTC is working. (I've tried him on Claritin, Zyrtec (kids dose), Allegra (adult dose), and Benadryl (kids dose, hrmmm...may have to try adult dose on that one and see if it helps). I may try hunting down some old school ones to see if they help (I'm thinking Actifed,  chlor-trimeton and naldecon.) If not, time to suck it up and go for the shots. Gotta see if the allergist has anything else.
aelfie: (the motivator)
I'm lucky enough to live where there a weekend of yarn porn.

Stitches West from the Knitting Universe is a Yarn Con. Yarn, fibers, and more yarn. *sigh*

I decided to take a couple of market classes (1 hour learn something specific classes that are cheap) so if I had been so inclined, I could have gone to the pre-public market opening Thursday night. I decided after spending a day at the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco, and I was already planning to spend both Friday and Saturday at the Con, I'd go home.

Friday morning we got up and go moving. The girls and I dropped Gray at KidsPark and we went to the shopping. We didn't have to waste time in the LONG ass buy market tickets 'cause I could go in anytime I wanted as an attendee and the girls are under 10 so they didn't need badges. And we shopped. And shopped...and shopped some more. Stitches West is held at the Santa Clara convention center, which has something like 100,000 square feet in the big hall....the yarn show takes the entire big hall for the market. It took us a couple of hours to go through the market. And even then the girls gave up before we saw it all. Gwen found a skein of really pretty loopy yarn in her favorite colors and then they found a new craft. Punch Needle Rug Hooking. If you've ever seen punch embroidery, same concept, except for using rug yarn on monk's cloth. The booth ladies were oh so kind enough to let them try and they got hooked fast (Ha!). So I bought 2 kits. Not bad priced $15.00. The punch needles on the other hand.OUCH. $35.00 each. Being a smart mom I bought 2. Which turned out to be a good thing because once I got those kits home and showed them to Ike and Joe they both asked for a kit too. The three big kids spent all of today (Sunday) passing the two needles back and forth. Those of you who know me well may ask..."why didn't you get a kit for yourself Jen?" Because I have a huge chunk of Monk's cloth in my stash and I figure by the time the other four get through their kits, there will be plenty of rug yarn left for me to use for my own project. And as a note, I got though Friday's shopping expedition without buying a single thing for myself. (please be impressed)

I went back all by myself Saturday morning. Took a class, shopped for an hour, took another class, shopped for another 2 hours. I came home with 1800 yards of sport/dk weight alpaca yarn. (Lovely stuff, so soft) 750 yards of a camel/silk blend in more dk weight, 750 yards in lace that's a linen/silk blend (lace "should" be soft, but they had a sample and OMG it looked so beautiful, the lace was just so crisp and easily seen) and 200 yards of this fancy silk/metallic blend from one of my all time favorite supplies of stitching silk.  I was just wandering around the show and I come across this little booth the title is "Victoria Clayton" from PA. And I'm like hrmmm...how many Vicki Clayton's from PA can there be. I wander into this tiny booth and see some lovely shiny yarn. Hrm...maybe not the same Vicki Clayton. I look around a bit closer and see in the back her signature silk ribbon. And I turn around and go "OMG! This is Hand Dyed Fibers! I love stitching with your silk!!! When did you move into yarn?" We had a great conversation and I was the third stitcher she met this weekend. And the second mom who picked up knitting 'cause it's portable (unlike stitching). It was so cool to meet her!

It was a good weekend. I didn't buy too much yarn and the stuff I bought it stuff I've never stitched with before. I want to try different things. And I'm just SO glad we picked up yet another yarn craft, but I am glad it's one that Elli seems to enjoy. (cause she hates to knit)


   
aelfie: (tattoo)


To start: Surgery went well and Ike is resting as best he can in the PICU. He's complaining of a headache (duh) and so far no nausea (yes!) So we shall see how the night goes.

 

He was anxious and wiggly this morning. We got here in plenty of time. And then we sat for 3 hours in the pre-op room. Ike kept himself entertained with either my our Joe's phone. They finally wheeled him off at 1:15. The surgeon came out almost exactly 3 hours later to tell us how it went. Shortly afterwards he was transfered to PICU, and woken up. He's been spending much of the time sleeping. And has recently woken up enough to ask to watch TV. He's drinking apple juice and is getting morphine. And believe it or not, he's really, really quiet. It's kinda nice. :)

 

Waiting....waiting....and waiting....

 

In his bed, asleep and quiet.

aelfie: (MnM Ike)
That I should write something about the big events this week so everyone doesn't get confused.

So last July/August Ike was hospitalized for 3 days due to Secondary Concussion Syndrome. (See here and here) While he was there they found a Chiari 1 Malformation in the base of his brain. He is going in for surgery Wednesday morning to correct it. We are choosing to do this surgery while he is still asymptomatic. If it was truly urgent, it would have been done last fall. So, he's fine now. He should be fine afterwards. And no, it won't help his Autism at all. Autism is all forebrain problems (the location of those concussions last summer which is why he wigged out so badly afterwards)...this surgery is at the base of the skull/top of the spine. He'll be in the hospital for 3-4 days. Prayers, good wishes, and positive energy on Wednesday and the few days afterwards are definitely welcomed.
aelfie: (cat hates everything)
I hate this time of year.

This is when the dolrums of depression really start smacking me around.

It's not as bad as other years, but it's bad enough to be ANNOYING. I don't want to knit, I don't want to read. I just want to spend my time lying down being entertained and even then, I'm not that interested. I'm going through the motions. I get up, shower, dress. Care for children. Attempt to educate them. I do laundry and clean the house enough to keep it orderly. Which I know is a good thing. Just moving every day helps.

I'm trying to sit under my lamp every day. I'm trying to get outside and work in the garden every day. I can't really exercise 'cause of the damn boot, but it's my own damn fault it's there again, so oh well. I know that eating better will help immensely since oh...80% of how I feel is created by how I feed my body. I feed it crap...I feel like crap. Every day I do it a little bit better. I added 3 lbs over the Holidays (which is an immense improvement since last years 12 lb gain.), but I'm not adding any more so go me! The bingeing is slowing, every day it's a bit easier to stop. Every day, its easier to say "Nah, I don't want that." Every day, there's a step in the right direction...and if there's a slide, I'm kind to myself....I know it will be better tomorrow.

But still. I'm dragging. I have class tonight. I've done the reading, but I've not finished the paper. I've done the drawings. So...essentially half my homework is done. I'm struggling with how to write what I understand and do so succinctly. It's hard to do Steiner with brevity. Goodness knows he couldn't do it! There are times I yell at the book...Okay! Get to the point and say it already! I'm working on the next assignment's reading and I'm still waiting for it to get good. Parzival is not coming across as a sympathetic character to me (spoiled little brat), so the story is dragging. I can grind through it...but, bleh. There's a reason I'm not a Medievalist. These stories just go on and on and I swear to god they are paid by the word....bleh.

Ike is driving me crazy and I'm tired of pushing him through bullshit homework. I can see bringing home the work on his MLB he didn't finish in class, but damn. These math and grammar assignments are driving us crazy. Especially since he's already done the grammar ones already. I just want to go to his teacher and say enough with the bullshit. You have EXTRA main lesson slots daily...finish this bullshit stuff then, don't send it home! But...it still comes home. He worked for 90 minutes this morning struggling through his fractions and grammar. Normal kid probably would have taken 20...*sigh* Not sure how to deal with this. We are all tired of him struggling.

Just keepin' on keepin' on.

Christmas!

Jan. 11th, 2013 07:35 am
aelfie: (tattoo)

When Ike came home on the last day of school before Christmas he says to me "Sorry Mom...your present just isnt' ready...you'll have to wait." I said "no problem"

Yesterday when I pick him up from school he has this huge cabbage in a plastic bag.

"Is that your's Ike?"
"Yep! I grew it in Gardening class"
"Awesome! It looks beautiful!"
"Merry Christmas Mama!"
"This is for me?"
"Yea, it wasn't ready to be picked before vacation, it was ready today."
"Did you get to choose what to grow?"
"Yep. I chose a cabbage 'cause I knew that's something you would like"

He's right...I weighed it, 3lbs 15.5 oz. It's a big cabbage. It's slated to become coleslaw and jalapeno saurkraut.

Doesn't he look so proud?

aelfie: (tattoo)
2013 is shaping up well. Took Ike to the ER tonight for evaluation after he and two of his classmates attempted to occupy the same space during a game of tag. In other words, Ike got his head bashed again and complained of headache, nausea, and sleepiness. Fun! And to add insult to injury? My co-pay doubled with the New Year. Yipee! And OMG that hurt. (I'm not looking forward to the co-pay for his surgery next month. OMG that's gonna SUCK. If I had known everything was going up...I'd of had his surgery done last year to get it done on the cheap!)

Oh...and he's ordered to stay home tomorrow to rest and we should expect a degradation in his behavior again.

Woo-fuckin'-hoo

Yesterday was capped off with a simultaneous crying jag by the girls on how they want friends. They are lonely and want to go to school. They like the school part of homeschooling...its the no friends part they don't. I'm feeling defeated, disappointed, and like I made a huge mistake for these girls. And I'm feeling swamped trying to teach and do all my homework. I'm behind.

I think I need more sun and more time outside. The being stuck inside and having no time to sit under my lamp-o-wonder isn't helping my mood.

*sigh*

Need sleep.
aelfie: (MnM Ike)
So, about Ike: The conclusion is that the dizziness was caused by a second mild concussion to the same area of his head. While at camp (about 10 days prior to Sundays swimming pool incident) Ike got into a scuffle with another boy and got kicked hard in the forehead. That concussion did not get a chance to heal fully by the time he headbutted Gwen, so that area swelled up badly, hence the persistent dizziness.

The side benefit from this injury. In the MRI the Doctors spotted a Chiari Malformation (translation: structural defect of the brain). So we are being referred to the Pediatric Neurosurgeon for consult to see if anything needs to be done about it.

In the mean time, I just have to keep him quiet for the next week or so. No running, bike riding, swimming, climbing, scootering or anything where he might bang his head again, because the next boot to the head might be fatal. No pressure!

Never, ever dull around here.

Oh, and we are home! Yea for home! And my Mom is AWESOME! She came down today to chase children while I sat with Ike in the Hospital and Joe went to work. On top of that, she did 5 loads of laundry, got the girls to clean their room (including the sweeping) and changed the sheets!

Oh number 2. I have an awesome friend. I called her Monday night and asked if I could leave Elli, Gwen and Gray with her for most of the day and she said yes. That woman had 6 kids aged 6 and under at her house. She walked them a half mile to the park and back. And took it in stride when Joe killed the battery on my van and was late picking them up. Then, just to show off her awesomeness, she fed my family dinner. I really lucked out on having this friend. She's totally awesome!!!!
aelfie: (tattoo)


Ike and his therapist are talking about the concept authority. And using driving a car as the example.

 

"If I gave you the keys to my car, got in next to you, let you turn the ignition, and drive it...would you?"

 

"Yes!"

 

"Do you have the skill?"

 

"No."

 

"Do you have the ability?"

 

"No"

 

"Do you have the knowledge?"

 

"No."

 

"So if you had the opportunity to drive my car you would?"

 

"oh yea!"

 

"Do you know what that would make you?"

 

"My mothers child!"

 

That's my boy!

aelfie: (MnM Ike)
Somebody recently introduced Ike to "Slug Bug!"

The girls have a hard time with this. They keep calling out "Slug Bug!" when they see a Prius. (Goodness knows there's enough of them here). With the last Prius mis-call, Ike spoke up saying "I've never called a penis "Slug Bug!""

I laugh. "Its Prius Ike, not Penis!"

Boys!
aelfie: (Default)
Yesterday, I went with the Third Grade on a field trip to a teacher's house. Sra. Carmina has a beautiful garden. Ike was sitting in my lap and as I was perusing the garden contents I said

"Hey, Ike. Look! Mastershalums!"
Owner of House hears this and says "They are called Nasturtiums."
I reply with a straight face.
"Not these. They are called Mastershalums. Christopher Robin told me."

I confused the poor man.

Ike and I however started to laugh.
aelfie: (MnM Ike)
Okay, first up, an opportunity to laugh at him.



Then an opportunity to say "Awwwww"

Yesterday afternoon the ice cream man came by our house. Gray was asleep. I bought him a Spiderman ice cream thinking he'd like it. Well, when I tried to give it to him after dinner, he refused saying he didn't like it. Ike stepped up to the plate, and offered (without any prompting from me!) to trade ice creams with him so that both of them would have ice cream to eat.

Now that's an awesome big brother!

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