boy-moments of recent note

Over the past few days: Kidlet's fave thing to do in the mornings is no longer 'destroy the living room when no one is looking', but instead 'come into mom and dad's room and snuggle with mom and dad until they get up'. I consider this a vast improvement.

Just now:

Boy: *sings wordless little tune*
Me: What?
Boy: *sings wordless tune, takes my hand, leads me over to the stereo*
Me: Oh, you want a CD on? *puts on R.E.M*
Boy: *looks pleased, sits on sofa, stims to music*

Words, apparently, are vastly overrated as a communication device.

Soon I have a dentist appointment, and then I'm going to the Japanese dollar store, because that's totally going to be even more fun when I'm vaguely stoned from dental anasthesia. Also I need sponges.

shockingly ordinary once again

Did not go to the Japanese dollar store as was sucked in by the vintage clothing place next to the dentists' (purchased: two scarves, seriously floppy sunhat, mess-smock for boy) and then I had lunch. (Note for future: eating spinach-and-feta topping on chicken is NOT a good idea when your mouth is numb, as the spinach gets stuck in your teeth and then you can't feel it and the whole experience is just plain strange.)

Finally FedEx Home decided to cough up my missing package after I bitched at them this morning, so tonight if my teeth ever stop hurting I can try out my new ice cream scoop of win. (I am excited by sadly ordinary things sometimes.)

Started reading Bee Season by Myla Goldberg (yes, Decemberists fans, that Myla Goldberg). I think it was euclase who was looking for books and other media about ordinary children? You might like this. <3 <3

I'm tired and my mouth hurts and tastes like blood. Ow.

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