I had a Christmas gathering for my book club. Always stimulating conversation with the well-read (liberal feminist) crowd. Tonight we each wrapped a book that meant something to us and put it in a grab bag. It was cool to see who picked what and why it was chosen by the giver. Very, very fun as always. I am starting to feel the spirit of what the holidays should be.
Worst Part of the Day-
Same shenanigans with my single mom status and gettin the sitter and the whole bit. I left the house to pick up the sitter at 5:45pm. I arrived at the book club gathering at 7:45pm...was the party in Chicago??? No, it simply takes that gol diggity long to get out and movin. Liam was sobbing like a babe when I was departing. Scarlet was sporting a "tongue piercing" (I know, I know--though I really don't know...) Essentially her "piercing" was shielded from me (it was a jewel sticker she simply placed on her tongue) until she inadvertently swallowed it when the sitter was tickling her to distract Liam from realizing my impending departure. I got out the stethoscope to verify that she didn't aspirate it. She then started freakin a little bit, "I want it out!!" I then informed her she would be reunited with the precious gem in 1-3 days when she pooped it out. She smiled a bit, but then said, "Please don't tell all of your friends that I will poop it out--it's embarrassing." Noted. (I will only blog it and thousands of readers will know of the exit process.)
Quote(s) of the Day:
When Scarlet was readying for school this morn, she declared, "I don't want to wear something normal today, I want to be kinda punky." I informed her that what I thought she was trying to express was that she wanted to be counter culture. "Yes, but even punkier than that culture." Ma lord--you are 5!!
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