Out of the Mouths of Babes

Earlier tonight the boys were playing and were being suspiciously quiet. So, I went to investigate. I found a fort constructed from every large toy they own and Legos. Addison looked up and said, "I learned a lesson tonight." Being unsure of the nature of this lesson, I replied with a generic and cautious, "That's good. What was it?" To which my miniature old man said, "If you dig into the Lego box deep enough you will find the piece you are looking for. That's kind of like life, huh?" "How so, Addison?" "If you dig deep enough in life you will find what you are looking for."

I don't even know what to say about that. He's eight, right?

Shake It Up, Baby

I know we all have our own weird little quirks, but one of mine is becoming more visible. I have had an essential tremor for eight years or so. (Think Katherine Hepburn in On Golden Pond, but mine isn't that bad.) My head just moves from side to side by itself. It is completely cosmetic with no other physical ramifications. So, anyway, I have always been able to tell when it happens and stop it if I concentrated. Now. Well. Not so much. I was walking down the hall the other day when someone said, "Is it that bad? That you are walking around shaking your head?" I didn't even know it was happening. Other people have commented as well, but I won't bore you with the details. It's worse when I'm tired or stressed, so this may be an excellent excuse to sleep late, get a mani/pedi, and indulge in a massage. In the meantime, if I start shaking my head when you are talking to me it doesn't mean that I am disagreeing with you. Not necessarily, anway. ;-)

Superpowers

Conversation on the way to school today.

Alden: Da-duh-Da I'm Super Alden!
Addison: (smirking) You're not Super Alden.
Alden: (arms raised in the air) Yes, I am! Da-duh-Da! Super Alden!
Addison: Yeah. And you have the power to suck juice.

Never a dull moment.

Ok. I admit it. I have been a superslacker about blogging since school started back. When I get home, my brain moves in slow motion. I promise to do better. In the meantime--The boys were arguing today (shocker) and Alden yelled, "You stupid junk drawer." Of course, we talked about using kind words but I have to give him points for originality.