happy love day
the brutes are at my feet, mewling and caterwauling as i speak. so let me make this fast. the boys had a great valentine's day. Halmoni and i got beautiful flowers that Pooks walked all over downtown for and BHS stitched Halmoni a purple heart puff necklace and wrote her a personal Valentine's day card. i baked my sweet pooks a sweet apple pie and tried not to nag him too much.
as i write SHMT is whacking me with a stick toy just now and BHS is screaming at him to sidetrack SHMT's attention from my whacking post. SHMT is making suction noises as he walks on hardwood floors (he's now climbing on the box barricade, to the TV, to get on my lap-he just whacked BHS). BHS is exerting his big brother authority by screaming at SHMT, "NO HITTING BROTHER!" We're trying to get BHS to "talk" to his little brother instead of yell, but you know, all the early childhood development pyscho-babbo aside, sometimes a good blood-curdling scream stops the violence in its tracks. but then, there's the odd screaming/loud, nature/behavior of SHMT that keeps cropping up. where'd that come from? our house is filled with such quiet people...
okay the intercom to the phone just rang and SHMT is on the line talking into it. Now BHS has taken over and is pretending to be Pooks, "Hi honey, just calling to say i'll be home from work soon..." Now he's coming into the room, making all kinds of feedback screech out.
ah, nothing but peace and quiet at the home of the flying slesickis.
oh yes, BHS's birthday is on the horizon as well as...
1) a camping trip with Grandpa R,
2) a possible wedding of my brother's that may be in the Bahamas or Korea,
3) a trip to Korea if my dad is up for it, and
4) a trip to Palm Springs if we can swing it in the fall.
2007 at the very least will be a year of travel, and hopefully not a year of travail like last year.
as i write SHMT is whacking me with a stick toy just now and BHS is screaming at him to sidetrack SHMT's attention from my whacking post. SHMT is making suction noises as he walks on hardwood floors (he's now climbing on the box barricade, to the TV, to get on my lap-he just whacked BHS). BHS is exerting his big brother authority by screaming at SHMT, "NO HITTING BROTHER!" We're trying to get BHS to "talk" to his little brother instead of yell, but you know, all the early childhood development pyscho-babbo aside, sometimes a good blood-curdling scream stops the violence in its tracks. but then, there's the odd screaming/loud, nature/behavior of SHMT that keeps cropping up. where'd that come from? our house is filled with such quiet people...
okay the intercom to the phone just rang and SHMT is on the line talking into it. Now BHS has taken over and is pretending to be Pooks, "Hi honey, just calling to say i'll be home from work soon..." Now he's coming into the room, making all kinds of feedback screech out.
ah, nothing but peace and quiet at the home of the flying slesickis.
oh yes, BHS's birthday is on the horizon as well as...
1) a camping trip with Grandpa R,
2) a possible wedding of my brother's that may be in the Bahamas or Korea,
3) a trip to Korea if my dad is up for it, and
4) a trip to Palm Springs if we can swing it in the fall.
2007 at the very least will be a year of travel, and hopefully not a year of travail like last year.
posted by MaNams @ 5:06 PM
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