So the Spills was home sick today. As was her Dad. I therefore represented our family in the world at large. When I returned home, Daddy was looking decidedly bleary and exhausted. Spilly, on the other hand, was filled with many pent-up questions. The minute I walked in the door, I was treated to the following, in no particular order (they may have all actually been asked at the same time):
1. Was there a Roman god of bricks?
2. Are we omnivores?
3. If we're omnivores, why don't we eat shirts?
4. Did you know that my canine tooth is coming loose?
5. Do you see a black spot in my mouth? Is it a cavity?
6. Why don't we put milk in planters?
7. Are there really Ninjas?
8. Are Ninjas older than the Vikings?
9. Does sugar really make cells blow up?
10. If Lockey gets married, can we keep the kittens?
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The day-to-day adventures of a small person (now seven and a half), as seen through the eyes of her mom--a full-time teacher who also works hard to be a fully-there parent (with only minimal success on either front, some days).
About Me
- Susan
- I am a full time teacher and full time mom who continues to try to prove that it really is possible to combine the jobs of two complete people into one gloriously easy gig. When I have figured out how to do that, I will let you know. My daughter's nickname, Spilly, came about as the result of her unfortunate regurgitative tendencies when she was an infant. Thankfully she spills less now (but is far more creative in the liquids that she spills).
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