04 January 2019
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R. Linda:
Yesterday, O'Hare came home from school complaining he ached all over. His feet were swollen (they were not), his toes were swollen (no, they were not) and his ankles were swollen (not even close). "I'm in a lotta pain!" He whined at me.
"What happened? You get jumped at school?" I asked, I mean I didn't know what to think, he looked okay.
"NO! I hadda do like 60 jumping jacks in gym!"
"60?"
"Ok, maybe 20."
"You are acting like you have been chopping rocks and hauling them for miles." I said.
"Well, same thing!"
"It be not the same thing. Gees Louise, 20 jumping jacks and you are exhausted, complaining of swollen feet, aches and pains all from jumping jacks?!"
"You don't understand."
"Then explain it all to me."
I won't bother with the lengthy and foolish explanation that really was dumb. I did notice as he stood, yes stood, did not sit down and there were plenty of counter stools to sit upon, that he was no longer leaning against the kitchen island as much as when he first came in looking to support himself because the pain was going to level him to the floor. He had been munching on potato chips and sipping eggnog (yes, yucky combination). He then proceeded as we were discussing the jumping jacks to the refrigerator, where he made himself three sandwiches, got a glass of lemonade (I know on top of the eggnog, double yuck) and seemed to be walking and getting around just fine.
Not to be outdone, his middle brother Guido came down in tears. Seems he was on a footy (soccer) website and the site asked for a profile of sorts. Now Guido knows the rules about info on the Internet so he just made up a symbol and put his first initial inside it. The graphic he used was a soccer ball with a capital G and to dress it up he found a nice leaf to wrap around the ball with the G on top. Only it wasn't a leaf it was the symbol for WEED! His best friend told him what he had done and that put Guido into amuck sweat it did. So blown was his mind he couldn't remember how he had made the graphic in the first place, and was at a loss at what to do to get rid of it. This I found out when I asked what was wrong he was crying. Guido never cries, Guido be the macho dude in the house so this was all new to both of us. He thought he'd be in deep trouble with his mother when she found out and that had paralysed him somehow.
Well, I went up and helped eradicate the offending symbol. I thought all the drama was over until this morning. Today the wee one had no school, so his mom who was also off had promised to take him to IHOP for breakfast, but she got up early because cousin Sean rang her up to tell her he forgot his lunch and could she bring it over to him. I know, say nothing, it be typical of me cousin to be 1. absentminded and 2. has no regard for anyone else's needs but his own. This she did causing the wee one to yell at the top of his lungs, "MUMMY LEFT ME!" You would think it was the end of the world for him, such a tragedy. Lucky for me she came in just two minutes later and off she took him. So really?
Holy McMoly, if that's all they have to worry about how will they handled a BIG situation when it does happen? I dunno.
Gabe
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939
R. Linda:
Yesterday, O'Hare came home from school complaining he ached all over. His feet were swollen (they were not), his toes were swollen (no, they were not) and his ankles were swollen (not even close). "I'm in a lotta pain!" He whined at me.
"What happened? You get jumped at school?" I asked, I mean I didn't know what to think, he looked okay.
"NO! I hadda do like 60 jumping jacks in gym!"
"60?"
"Ok, maybe 20."
"You are acting like you have been chopping rocks and hauling them for miles." I said.
"Well, same thing!"
"It be not the same thing. Gees Louise, 20 jumping jacks and you are exhausted, complaining of swollen feet, aches and pains all from jumping jacks?!"
"You don't understand."
"Then explain it all to me."
I won't bother with the lengthy and foolish explanation that really was dumb. I did notice as he stood, yes stood, did not sit down and there were plenty of counter stools to sit upon, that he was no longer leaning against the kitchen island as much as when he first came in looking to support himself because the pain was going to level him to the floor. He had been munching on potato chips and sipping eggnog (yes, yucky combination). He then proceeded as we were discussing the jumping jacks to the refrigerator, where he made himself three sandwiches, got a glass of lemonade (I know on top of the eggnog, double yuck) and seemed to be walking and getting around just fine.
Not to be outdone, his middle brother Guido came down in tears. Seems he was on a footy (soccer) website and the site asked for a profile of sorts. Now Guido knows the rules about info on the Internet so he just made up a symbol and put his first initial inside it. The graphic he used was a soccer ball with a capital G and to dress it up he found a nice leaf to wrap around the ball with the G on top. Only it wasn't a leaf it was the symbol for WEED! His best friend told him what he had done and that put Guido into amuck sweat it did. So blown was his mind he couldn't remember how he had made the graphic in the first place, and was at a loss at what to do to get rid of it. This I found out when I asked what was wrong he was crying. Guido never cries, Guido be the macho dude in the house so this was all new to both of us. He thought he'd be in deep trouble with his mother when she found out and that had paralysed him somehow.
Well, I went up and helped eradicate the offending symbol. I thought all the drama was over until this morning. Today the wee one had no school, so his mom who was also off had promised to take him to IHOP for breakfast, but she got up early because cousin Sean rang her up to tell her he forgot his lunch and could she bring it over to him. I know, say nothing, it be typical of me cousin to be 1. absentminded and 2. has no regard for anyone else's needs but his own. This she did causing the wee one to yell at the top of his lungs, "MUMMY LEFT ME!" You would think it was the end of the world for him, such a tragedy. Lucky for me she came in just two minutes later and off she took him. So really?
Holy McMoly, if that's all they have to worry about how will they handled a BIG situation when it does happen? I dunno.
Gabe
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