Sunday, November 23, 2008
Sunday morning at the breakfast table...
'Dad,' Nick said. 'Maddie brushed her own teeth this morning.'
'Oh, really,' said Shad. 'That's nice.'
'Yea, Dad. And she used the new toothpaste.'
'Yea, Dad. This one.'
Nick ran to the bathroom and brought back a blue tube...
It wasn't toothpaste.
Maddie had brushed her teeth with Hydrocortosone cream.
Can I just say, I LOVE having a doctor in the house?
It saves me from nervous breakdowns.
Tonight right before bedtime, Maddie decided Nick needed help with his puzzle. So while Shad and I were downstairs (Shad watching TV, I was doing laundry), she climbed up on the kitchen table to help.
She immediately fell off, hitting her nose on a kitchen chair, before slamming her head on the linoleum floor. (Thank goodness it wasn't tile.)
Those four years of undergrad and four years of vet school are paying off today.
Finally, an Anya story...
Anya and her dad were talking about marriage (Anya's favorite topic right now) when Anya said...
'Hey Dad! Did you know Ms. S and Mr. Mountain (teachers) went out to eat the other day with her kids?'
'Hmmm...I thought Ms. S was married.'
'Oh no, Dad. She's not married. She's baptized.'