So, twenty three hour warning--the nomination period ends at midnight CST today, so anything you want to add, you have until then. Posting of list for Round Two, Group One, By Character, starts as soon as I get the final nomination list up Saturday, which should be very soon after midnight. Celli should have fun watching this one. *g*
In other news....
Broke and got on Amazon.com. Dearest God, that place is addictive. Went in to look, left lighter in the bank accounts. I'd feel mroe guilty if I'd bought uberexpensive stuff for me, but even lots of little things add up. Dear God ,do they add up.
But I look forward to seeing Child's face when he gets a package delivered JUSt to him. *grins*
It's cool abotu Child. He has an amazing imagination. He doesnt' play catch--it's vampires or tornados are chasing him. A bouncy castle is a melting volcano he has to escape. Digging holes are ways to get to that place right below China called dinosaur world, where all the dinosaurs went.
Interesting convo between Child and me regarding real and not-real.
"Dinosaurs aren't real, Mommy."
"Where did you get that idea?"
"They aren't here. Dragons are real."
*jenn looks at child's earnest face.
"Where have you seen a dragon?"
"When I'm sleeping."
"Okay, so--dinosaurs aren't real because they aren't here right now. But dragons are because you dream about them?"
I'm an adult, incapable of this kind of brilliant logic. But damned if it doesn't entertain me for hours.
When he's in the mood to talk, which is a LOT, just listening can be a surreal, fascinating little journey. He's still young enough to want to crawl into my lap to cuddle while he describes the various means by which he will protect me from dragons. The bloody, imaginative, really quite remarkable ways.
He didn't use the word vivisection, but tht's because he doesn't know it yet. I taught it to him today.
He still says "Mommy, I want to cuddle" and expects me to drop everything to pick him up and hold him. Which you know, unless I'm engaged in something I can't stop? I do. *grins* Or I finish what I can't stop FAST. When he's sick or scared at night, I've woken to him sleeping on top of me. And he's kind of heavy. I don't mind.
He kisses everyone good night, even people jsut visiting. He crawls into the laps of complete strangers to tell them about the vampires and dragons and monsters he'll protect them from. In vivid detail. Dear God, the detail. He has my eyes and my hair and I think he picked up some in utero me-ness in the bloodthirsty category.
He also loves the weather channel specials on disasters, especially tornados and fire-things. He likes scary movies and Disney movies and things with swords and things with dragons.
*grins* That temporary red hair dye I bought? He saw me using it and wanted to do it too, so he did. Brilliant red for a day or two, but it washed out for the most part, but he loved it while it lasted. I promised him I'd get it tipped in green this summer when his hair is a little longer, so we can cut it out before school starts.
Green, you see, is the color of his baseball team.
That's my randomness for the night. The big things I might never forget, but these things are what I want to remember later.
Sleeping late tomorrow...God yes. Mmm.