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Singing in the Green

Jam fell asleep in the car. It was really late in the day, and a nap at four just doesn't pass mustard. When we got home, I gently woke him up. He wasn't thrilled. He started crying "I don't want to sing!" I explained where we were and tried to orient him. He looked right at me and said "not green." So, I said: "buddy, you're tired aren't you?" He replied that he was. As I was carrying him in the house, I was just dying to know just what the kid was dreaming about. Dancing Leprauchans, maybe? Any ideas?

On my CD rotation:

I am in love with Yael Naim! Am I so behind the times?
My boys are going through a Broadway phase. Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat is a big hit round these parts. But only the one with Donny Osmond....

Cutting Trees and Running

I was running with Mudd in the jogger when he started making himself heard. He eyed a man cutting trees and boy, was he enthralled. I was itching to keep running but Mudd looked so intent that I felt bad budging. So, we sat there for a good ten minutes watching the branches fall to the ground and the man move up and down with the leaves.

It was just a mental check for me. Keep it simple.

It reminded me of a question Jam frequently asks me when I am running on the treadmill, or what he affectionately calls "treadmilling."

Jam: "Momma, where are you running to?"

Me: "Never really thought of that before, Bud."

Diamonds are Forever...

I was teaching a little four year old girl how to read. I pointed at one of the letters and the adorably precocious four year old noticed my diamond ring. She said: "My Mommy has the same ring as you. Well, not exactly. Her diamond is SO much bigger." Ouch.

Winter

3 boys, 3 ear infections, 3 colds...

Check your coats...

It was a chilly LA day. We don't get much of them around here. I take it upon myself to dress the part when I can. I've got this fabulous yellow puff vest. It's the kind of vest that never really goes out of style...until it does.
But for now I absolutely adore it. So does Mudd. I think it reminds him of the construction workers and their yellow slickers, or maybe it's the sheer density of the thing and the way that it weighs him down.
This morning I was looking everywhere for the vest. When I finally found it, I was in a hurry to get Mudd to preschool. It was only as I was driving around town that I reached into the pocket and pulled out:
a toy hammer
a toy screwdriver
and 3 toy pliers.