Heard around our house...

"Don't call me Hill. I Adam."
What's Daddy's name? "Barbara Daddy Hill."

Post-vaccination imaginative play with A-Boy:
"I give you a shot, so you get healthy."
"I check your size and take your glasses off."
"I'm the shotter. Do you want shots on yours 'puter? Do you want shots on yours screen? But you like lots of shots on yours com-puter. Yeah, you need lots of shots, Mommy. Mom, don't be scared of my shot, it's just a shot toy--Mo-om, it'll be O-K."

A-Girl:
"Have I ever scared you wrong?"
"Mom! I've got a great idea! You come up to my room and we'll both look with teamwork!"

How many of these...

posts will I have that involve "finding" my blog again, followed by a promise to actually update?

Good lord.

I'm annoying myself.

I write blog posts in my head mostly all the time, but rarely manage to sit down and stay awake to do anything about it.

But, it's something I *really* want to do, so I'm going to make it happen. I don't promise! Heh.