Randomness

I took the munchkins to see the Bee Movie tonight. I would definitely give it a mixed review, Emme almost fell asleep, but Jake loved it. Take it for what you will.

I'm sad again tonight. I guess the missing part is okay. If I didn't miss him, it would mean I didn't care. And I did. That's a good thing. Learning to trust again, learning to open up. And, after all, if I can get over the ex-husband, I can get over anyone.

Emme is so fixated on hair - this from a child who managed to get food in her own hair nearly every day. She now will not eat jam - because it seems to attract hair. She might accidentally eat one!

I still haven't heard from my brother and his wife about Thanksgiving. We are such a close family. I have no idea what I'm going to do if we don't get together. I don't see the point in making a traditional dinner, when Jake would only eat the rolls and pumpkin pie...Emme might eat it all, but would enjoy it no more than mac 'n' cheese. And I certainly don't need the calories. I read the other day that the average American consumes nearly 7,000 calories on Thanksgiving Day!

Post Halloweenies

We survived Halloween. For the second year running, Jake changed his mind about his costume a mere hour before the festivities were to begin. Instead of the Ghostbuster costume that I had diligently searched for, finally finding one at reasonable cost online, he wanted to wear the tiger costume he'd worn last year in the production of "Captain Noah" at church. The pants were a bit short, but he didn't care. I'm actually extraordinarily proud of that costume, as I not only sewed it, but I designed it.....and I haven't normally a creative bone in my body.

Last night we were making a valiant attempt to finish off the last of the candy. My kids were amazed that I bought so many Dum-dums - my secret obsession. Now they are addicted, too. Where else can you find cotton candy flavor, coconut-pineapple, green apple, chocolate, and of course - mystery flavor, all for only 20 calories.....anyway, all of a sudden Emme started spitting and crying and stomping her feet. "OH, MY, GOD! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" What is it, Emme? A bug, a broken tooth? "I HAVE DOG HAIR IN MY MOUTH! I AM HAVING THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!"