Leona is certainly regretting the many days she searched for non existent chicken pox on her body. Because boy have they now found her. Big time.
She woke up this morning with the brave and very untrue exclamation that she had 32 new spots. I didn’t want to worry her too much, but I would say it was more like 132.
She has more spots in two days than what Lex had during his whole two week run.
Somebody asked me who the better patient is. I had to be honest. Leona, my first born, only beautiful daughter, is by far the worst. With Lex, you barely knew he had them really. He never complains. Leona on the other hand… well, she takes after me. Not only did I give her my frizzy hair and clumsy tendencies, she got the ‘wallows in self pity whenever she is ill’ gene. And I still haven’t grown out of that after 27 years so really, my hope for Leona to be a better patient isn’t very high!
At this precise moment in time, she is singing Miley Cyrus – Wrecking Ball at the top of her lungs. I hadn’t even been aware she knew the song, but it is all the rage at her school apparently. And on that note, she also got my ability to sing. My ability being on quite the lower end of the scale.
Today marks party two for Lex. The kid has a better social life than me. And I am not jealous. Not at all. But come on, isn’t it about time they made a huge soft play area for adults? Why do the littles get all the fun?! Running around in their soft play area just isn’t the same. The holes you have to climb up are tiny and I may only be 27, but I have the bones of a 90 year old. So someone, somewhere, needs to design an adult soft play with little stop gaps throughout for when we want a rest. Maybe every few steps there could be a kettle with tea and coffee, although scratch that. Now I really think about it, that could get pretty dangerous.
“Oh this is so fun , weeeee …. oh shit, I landed on a freshly boiled kettle.”
Right now, I am reading Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. I am only quarter of the way through, but so far, it’s brilliant! It perfectly describes why people can get lost in the world of fiction, and the way the main girl of the book , Cath, feels about starting a new university and being isolated from everything she knew , including her cooler and more outgoing twin sister, will resonate with a lot of people.
I am definitely looking forward to reading the rest of the book. Rainbow Rowell is a very descriptive writer, and she really draws you in to the whole story.
Speaking of books, let’s move on to the classics. I can’t tell you how much I laughed at this. I can’t tell you because you would all think I am beyond sad for laughing at a picture for so long.
The cat has a point though. It’s like when I read George Orwell’s Big Brother and expected it to be about the Big Brother house…..
I am obviously joking. I sincerely hope you all know that.
I did get asked the other day what I would do if somebody did actually provide me with the library the Beast gives to Belle in Beauty and The Beast. I would never be able to repay them for such a gift , so I would just say thanks and sit in my library forever. Of course, I would have to move the kids in the library with me. It would all work out fine. So there you go, giving me a grand gesture like a library that would cost millions and take up a lot of time would be worth it, because you would receive thanks. I always remember my manners when it comes to such important things. So if anyone would like to inquire about building me a library, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.
And on that note, I’m off.