TODAY'S THOUGHTS...

So I have to make a quick run to the doctor's office yesterday, and ended up having to see someone different than my usual doc. He's asking me if I'm married (um, DUH, see the ring??) and if I have children. When I say, "Oh YEAH!" he gives me a strange look, so I explained I had twin boys that were 5. He says, "Oh, I have twin boys that are eight!" So (as I usually do when meeting other parents of older twins) I ask, "So, there's hope?" He just looks confused and says that he's just glad that his kids are really good and get along really well, and they've never had any issues.

I just can't deal with people who live in an alternate reality.

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Still trying to figure out Patrick's allergic reaction. No new shampoos, soaps, detergents... no different foods... only thing I can figure is the Marion's pizza. Does Benadryl come in a carbohydrate form so that I don't have to struggle with this kid over taking some???

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Sitting on the couch tickling Kevin (at his request) while he plays with his empty water cup.

Kevin: I'm gonna pee in my cup. (Putting it over his penis.)
Kevin: I'm gonna fart in my cup. (Putting it on his rear.)
Mommy: That is GROSS.
Mommy: Are you gonna kiss your Mommy with a mouth like that?
Kevin: Yup. I'll put on lipstick.

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Really liking the summer sitter, Sean. So far today I've heard:
"There's a better way to resolve that."
"When you pay the bills you can choose (the TV channel)."
"I think we need to give him some time to sit there and cool off."
"Kevin, rightnow - get over here."

Pretty good for a 16 year old boy, eh?

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I'm really at an impasse with the whole poker chip behavior system. The problem is that now Patrick knows he has soooo many that he's picking & choosing what he's willing to do to earn them. To reward them with a toy is counter-productive, too, because if Kevin doesn't earn one then he just takes it from Patrick... and then a huge fight ensues.

Sigh.....

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I think that the lawn fanatic neighbor(s) around here are starting to get to me. I dreamt last night about watering my lawn. I need help.

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My 20th high school class reunion is supposed to be coming up in August. Darn the luck, but I'll be outta town then! I hated high school... cliques... judgmental people... and just don't have much desire to subject myself to it again. Guess that means that I'm the one being judgmental now, assuming that the folks who would go to the reunion haven't grown any in the past 20 years. It's funny - a friend attended her 20th last year and talked about how someone apologized to her for how he had treated her, and it made her feel validated. I think part of my disinterest in attending is simply that the person I would need closure from isn't going to be there. And no telling if he would even be the type of person now to GIVE closure. Guess that's why I'm not sleeping well lately... it's all bringing up thoughts of him and how inadequate he always made me feel. Okay, well, getting a bit too deep now. Off to go peel Patrick off Harry's computer where he's been playing games on cartoonnetwork.com.

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