Tuesday, May 18, 2010
what the a!
I hve noticed lot of spelling errors in my typing since yesterdy. Mybe it is from Ollie spilling his shredded mini-whet crumbles on the computer keybord, mking the "a" button stick like crzy. Oh well tht letter ws over rted!
Monday, May 17, 2010
to the window...
I know when spring is here. It's when I can open the bedroom window at night and not freeze my bahtooty off in the process. Saturday night was the first night that I left the bedroom window open and then again last night. But I am thinking of keeping the window shut tonight and not just because there is rain in the forecast.
Saturday night or Sunday early morning. I heard Ollie coughing in the other room or so I thought. As I heard him coughing I lay there in my early morning stupor trying to decide if my son needed some water or an extra pillow. The coughing continued and it was getting worse. I really thought he was going to cough up a lung or a hair ball, at any rate phlegm was defintly involved. As my early morning stupor was wearing off I realized that it was not my son coughing but the coughing was coming from outside the window. It was the cough of a professional smoker. I suppose four in the morning is as good as any hour to go outside and cough up buckets of phlegm... I'm sure it makes for an easy clean up.
And then there was this morning. Adam being the great hubby that he is let me sleep in. I didn't get to sleep in as late as I wanted. Outside a male and female were singing a duet, very loudly and very off-key. Who does that? Who goes out in their backyard at seven in the morning and sings? I don't do you?
So tonight I will keep the window closed. But if I do I wonder what I will miss out on? Because barking dogs are just too cliche.
Saturday night or Sunday early morning. I heard Ollie coughing in the other room or so I thought. As I heard him coughing I lay there in my early morning stupor trying to decide if my son needed some water or an extra pillow. The coughing continued and it was getting worse. I really thought he was going to cough up a lung or a hair ball, at any rate phlegm was defintly involved. As my early morning stupor was wearing off I realized that it was not my son coughing but the coughing was coming from outside the window. It was the cough of a professional smoker. I suppose four in the morning is as good as any hour to go outside and cough up buckets of phlegm... I'm sure it makes for an easy clean up.
And then there was this morning. Adam being the great hubby that he is let me sleep in. I didn't get to sleep in as late as I wanted. Outside a male and female were singing a duet, very loudly and very off-key. Who does that? Who goes out in their backyard at seven in the morning and sings? I don't do you?
So tonight I will keep the window closed. But if I do I wonder what I will miss out on? Because barking dogs are just too cliche.
Monday, May 03, 2010
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
ice cream tone
Oliver loves ice cream. He doesn't get it very often so it's a special treat when he does. He likes to recreate his "ice cream tones" when he can. I have made him many play dough "tones" in which he likes to lick and then shortly there after play dough time is all done. The other day he recreated his favorite treat by taking a ball and placing it on top of Henry's dog Kong toy. He walked around the house "pretending" to lick it for a couple of minutes and then was on to something else. When I looked over at Linus in the swing I noticed something new had appeared.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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