The Outbreak

Trinity's second graders have had a recent outbreak of strep throat. At least 9 of the kids in the class have had it over the last few weeks. I am amazed that Austin hasn't contracted it yet. He has been sick with congestion but luckily has stayed away from the strep. Today David called and said Austin had to leave basketball practice because he felt sick. I hope he is not getting strep.

All about Austin

I know, I know, almost all of my posts are about Austin. He's just so dang cute. Tonight we had the following conversation:

A: Hey mom
M: yes?
A: I have a joke that's funny
M: OK
A: Why did the children cross the playground?
M: To play on the swingset
A: No! To get to the slide
M: oohh that's funny (sarcastic)
wait a few moments
A: You see, it's funny because you think I'm going to say side, but it's "slide"another pause"that's why it's funny"
M: OK
A: Do you understand the joke
M: Yes Austin I do
A: I have another joke...

While I love my boy his joke telling abilities could use some improvement. They are better than they use to be. Earlier in second grade he came home with homework that had a joke. "Where does Santa swim?" The answer "in the North Pool". Austin goes to repeat the joke to dad and says, "Hey Papa! Where does Santa sleep...in the North Pool, hahahaha"

Anyway, last night my dad took Austin to the lady Cougars basketball game since Austin loves to go so much. He got two Cougar towels, caught the attention of the camera man and was on the big screen many times throughout the evening and got chosen to play the half time game in which he won two gift cards (even though he didn't get any baskets.) What a good night for him.

This morning he finally agreed to swallow his pill whole instead of having to open the capsule. He got it down on the first try without so much as a cough. What a trooper.

Also, we went to the Collinsville homeshow because I thought Austin would enjoy it. It was much smaller than the St. Louis one last year so he didn't have as much fun, but he did sit down to the demonstrations. at one of the cooking demonstrations, he went right up to the front row and sat down even after the show had started. He was slightly reluctant to leave, but I did manage to get him up. The audience seemed to enjoy his curiosity. At this one, he only asked for a steam cleaner for the floor. I told him that we would consider buying one at the St. Louis show, but I think I will just borrow mom's instead (wink)

Snow Day

On the first week of returning to school from winter break, I am now on my second snow day in a row (yeah!) Today I am just going to relax. I have been clearning for about a week and a half because my house is being appraised today. Hopefully, I will get what I need to refinance. For those of you who don't know, on one of those cleaning days, my mom dropped a metal bar (to a storage shelf) on my foot. Because it was swelling, painful and bruised I eventually went to the urgent care center. They x-rayed it and found no fractures, just a contusion (bruise). It was way better, but after returning to work and walking on it more, it has started swelling pretty bad again and it burns again. Its a bit bruised still, but that is going away. Besides dropping the beam on my foot, I really appreciate all of the help my mom gave me. I would never have finished without her help.

I know I have talked to some people about this already, but I remember when the snow seemed to be way higher when I was little (or maybe it just looked higher because I was shorter). Anyway, I saw a little blurb on the news website that St. Louis did, in fact, have almost double the snowfall in the 70s and each decade has since produced significantly less. The most snow on record since 1970 fell in 1977 (the year I was born) and 1978 (the year Krista was born). Just some uselfess info for all of you.

Also, Austin got a new DSi because his old DS stopped working. He had $79 from Christmas that he used and I supplied the rest. (What a good mom I am to get that from him right after Christmas).

Post Christmas blues

It seems as though this happens to me every year. I love Christmas and can't wait for it to get here and then once it is over, I get sad for no aparent reason. This year is no exception. I have been blue for a few days now. New Years followed by Valentine's Day just make me feel more lonely. Poor, poor pitiful me. Iguess I will just eat worms ;)

The Christmas Gift

A while back on a day when we had Chinese food, Austin came up to me and asked if he could have the fortune part of the fortune cookie. I asked why he wanted it and he told me very matter of factly that he collected them. Just another of Austin's small oddities but that's why I love him. Anyway, I shared this story with a couple of my colleagues. One of them gave me a Christmas present for Austin yesterday. I was so very curious about what it could be that I let him open it early. It was a whole clothes box full of fortune cookies. Austin was SOOO excited. He said "we have got to call him and tell him thank you". He likes the cookies but he just loves reading the fortunes.

Cynical Truth of Fairy Tales

While watching a fairy tale (in the mood that I have been in for the last couple of months), I found some truths in fairy tales.

1. There is only one prince for every 100,000 men.
2. The prince always chooses the prettiest girl and the ugly ones don't stand a chance
3. The girl (although pretty) has to change herself (i.e. lie) to get the guy. (ex. Cinderella - dressed up to pretend she had money; Ariel - had to pretend that she was human; Jasmine - pretended she was a pauper; and I'm sure there are more)

HATE

Hate is a powerful and horrible thing, but with that being said, I HATE my ex-husband and wish he would die a horrible painful death and that Austin wouldn't be affected by it at all.