Where for art thou, Random Tuesday? Oh, you're right here.
*It's cold here. AGAIN. And raining. AGAIN. I've had it. I'm officially ready to begin complaining about the heat.
*I'm going to book club tonight! I've not quite finished the book, but I think I'll finish it today. I can't wait to hang around with grown ups and talk about things other than bodily functions and peanut butter.
*Oscar woke up at 2AM last night. I think maybe it's his two-year molars. Which I thought he already had and apparently was wrong. Being that I'm not a dentist, this is not too surprising. Anyways, he wanted to come into our bed and I allowed it because he was in a lot of pain. He wasn't sleeping and was tossing and turning and I guess he went to sleep at the bottom of the bed. That was a bad idea on his part as he fell off the bed and onto his face. Commence disgustingly loud *thump* of toddler face hitting the floor and very loud shrieking. After we calmed him down and got him some water, he was all, "Is this cup making a circle? This is a circle, a circle, A CIRCLE! I love circles. It's a circle! A CIRCLE" And I was all, "I'm too tired to understand the word circle. Please stop saying circle." So, that's where I was at 4AM. (He's fine, no worries. He just really likes circles.)
*There was recently a two-day long, 30 message exchange on my community listserv about how to dispose of dead squirrels and birds. It got heated. About dead, wild animal disposal. Really, neighbors? Really?
*In my haste to shower before my kids woke up, didn't get all of the shampoo out of my hair this morning so it looks greasy and dirty. So unfair.
*I forgot Oscar's birth date. I though it was on June 16. Like, I was really, really certain of it. Wrote it on the calendar certain. It's June 14. Flag Day. Miles is December 16 and I got all confused. How's that for awesome? Oh, and he's asked for a jump rope and a robot cleaner for his birthday. He's getting a scooter.
*I just taught Miles how to ribbit like a frog. Dead cute. (Spell check does not recognize ribbit. Am I spelling it that incorrectly? Someone tell me how to spell "ribbit.")
*We took the boys to a working farm this weekend and they LOVED it. Miles was smitten with the chickens. Oscar was smitten with all food we never let him eat, like hot dogs and s'mores (chocolate AND marshmallows) and potato chips. It was very fun. Except for the part where Oscar stayed up until 10pm. Thanks, HCFs! Thanks a bunch.
Okay, head to Keely's and check out some other Random Tuesday Thoughts. Tell her double chin my double chin says "Hi."