A Little Stream of Consciousness

Well, I did it. I put it off for as long as I could, but I now have an account on Facebook. As if I needed another thing on the internet which I could check obsessively, and spend time tweaking. Oh, and I am currently eating a bologna, cheese and hummus sandwich. (Sort of a proletariat/bourgeois mix) I tell you these things because I know you care, and because it's my blog and I feel like. Basically.

In kid news...



One of our ex-dorm sons, (Eddie) brought Christmas presents for our kids today. He brought them some little stuffed cats. (Of the plush variety, not of the taxidermy variety.) Zaya named his Wordkitty and Mim named hers Bobkitty. We do not know why, and we do not know what this might mean. (This picture was the best one, really. I took tons, and they looked goofy in every single picture, even though they looked adorable between every picture.)

They were thrilled with Eddie's gifts, needless to say, and we enjoyed getting to chat and find out how dorm life is for the boys this year. Their new dorm parents make them do homework (gasp!) and make them keep to their lights out curfew. (double gasp!) I wish we'd had half the disciplinary guts that the new parents have.

Oh, this weekend, we had SnowZay, LeafZay and, finally, ClassicZay. He came up with all of those. On Saturday he was SnowZay (for obvious reasons) then this afternoon at Grandma's house he was LeafZay (no clue) then he decided that he would just be ClassicZay for a while, which is fine with me. This afternoon he told his daddy that he wanted to play MegaMan (on Great-Grandma's old school Nintendo) He said, "Daddy I want to play MegaMan, because it's been on my mind." We did ask him what that meant later, and he said, "It means I've been thinking about it." True, true.