Saturday, May 17, 2008

Dreaming


Rion was looking at the Lego website again and now there is a short Indiana Jones Lego video on there. He was telling me all about. He told me at the end Indiana Jones is cooking. (When I watched it later he is seen grilling). The image of Indiana Jones in my kitchen cooking a meal for me popped into my head. How nice would that be? Once you become a mom one of the biggest turn-ons has to be the sight of a man doing chores. Let me clarify that. A man doing chores that he wasn't asked repeatedly to do. Indiana Jones already has the rugged good looks going for him, but if he was doing chores for me too. Who wouldn't want to come home to that?



Friday, May 16, 2008

You're invited

Today the kids and I went shopping for daddy's birthday present. When we found the perfect gift I told the boys not to tell daddy, it was a surprise. Then we went to Dairy Queen to get a cake. Again I told the boys not to tell daddy until tomorrow. As we paid for the cake, Rion of course was around the corner climbing on booths, while Torii was right next to me being the center of attention. The cashier asked if we would like a name on the cake and I told her to write daddy on it. So she asked Torii if his daddy was having a birthday. "Yes," said Torii, "but don't tell him it's a surprise. You can come to his party. I'm going to hide under the table and surprise him." Then an older women came up and ordered a blizzard. She was Torii's next victim. "You're invited too," he said. Meanwhile the cashier is trying to ask the women a question. "Sorry," she said, "I have trouble hearing two things at once." "Welcome to my world," I said.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Crying in the book section


Today I was out bumming around by myself. I stopped by Sam's Club and poked around there for a bit. I was looking at the kids books and picked up "Someday" by Alison Mcghee and Peter H Reynolds. It's very simple, but beautiful. It's about a mom looking at her daughter as she grows old. I was crying by the time I read the last page. I have to go back and get it for Cordelia. I just don't know how I will be able to ever read it to her without crying every time.