E definitely is a “spacy” kid. As everyone was getting up, her greeting to T was something to the effect that boys generally have shorter hair than girls. E is very creative and sensitive, but sometimes we don’t know where she goes when she’s lost in her thoughts. She has a book about Otto, who always says “No” to everyone. E keeps asking us questions – seemingly from out of nowhere – about Otto and why he behaves as he does.
Saturday morning I hadn’t shaved and I leaned down to give C a kiss. She said that I had a “sugary face.”
E asked if Cinderella’s foot was smaller than her foot. Well, E has big feet for a five-year old, so – when she gets done growing – the slipper might not fit.
E can now spell “eggs.” She told T that she wanted some scrambled eggs.
C played bully to her big sister. She ripped E’s paper doll and this led to much unhappiness. We told E to tape the doll back together and not give C such a reaction, as C obviously was trying to WIC her.
C’s chest is still sticky from the heart monitor that she had on it last week. T told C that it will wear off.
T was in the cabinets and C saw our espresso cups. C called the espresso cups “little girl cups.”
We declared a moratorium on TV in all forms and made the kids go outside with us for a couple of hours during the afternoon. We weren’t all that popular, but the kids seemed to adapt once they got outside. It was a nice, spring-like day after what seems like weeks of rain. You can never be the parent that you want to be. C asked me to push her on the swing while we were outside, but I begged off. I just needed a minute.
After we got back in the house, three of us – everyone but E – had a nap in the living room. C is such a snuggler, she just curled up with T and dozed. E has too much nervous energy to go down.
During late afternoon, we decided to “lookie-lou” houses and promised The Girls a frosty from Wendy’s. Well, when we got to Wendy’s it was closed for renovations. So, we had to make a quick run to Dairy Queen. We all had blizzards, but it just wasn’t C’s day, as they were out of M&Ms. She always gets the M&M blizzard. She had an Oreo blizzard instead and ate almost all of it. I had a Butterfinger blizzard; T had French silk pie; E had chocolate truffle. All ate well. The people at the DQ drive thru gave us a flyer for a job fair for DQ jobs that had already ended.
The ride went well for a while, but eventually we had to call in the cavalry, which means putting in the kid music CD from their music class. However, that only placated them for so long & we eventually had to head home.
The Girls both have the dreaded “s— nose.” Now Dad is getting the dreaded s.n. It could be allergies, as everything is in bloom, but it feels more like a run-of-the-mill cold. Forgive me for complaining, but this is the 3rd bug I’ve had in less than 3 weeks.
C’s belly actuallly has been somewhat better. She doesn’t seem to suffer any loss of energy due to her kidney problems. T commented that it was a good thing that the tech at the hospital caught the problem on one of C’s scans. (I spoke too soon; as I write this, she is having problems again).
E shows every sign of being a major drama queen. She tries to guilt us – especially T – over every little thing. If we tell her to do something, she will go and put her head down on a sofa or a chair. Or, if she really wants to be dramatic, she will flop in the floor. Then she will detail how bad we have made her feel. We have been trying to tell her that this is not the behavior that we want from her, but it’s an uphill slog.
T ordered some new Keds for E online. They are supposed to be top of the line, so we hope that they will last longer than the last pair. The shoes will arrive at the end of the week. We’re not sure how we’re going to get through in the mean time, as E’s shoes are in such bad shape. Looks like we might have to improvise, perhaps get out the tape and the glue.