Infinity and Soupcases

Preston and Carter talk about infinity a lot lately.  Yesterday, Preston came sobbing to me, "Mom, Carter won't let me have infinity of pretend stuff!"  Not knowing exactly how to respond, I said, "If it's just pretend, then you can have whatever you want."  Carter said, "If it's infinity, it would crush him!"  Preston said, "Well, I was going to share..."

Avery has worn the same necklace for three days in a row.  I asked her if she was going to wear it the whole time on our vacation.  She said, "Yes, but I'll put it in my soupcase when we go to the beach because I don't want to get sand on it.  My soupcase is a good place for it."

Bucket O' Fries

One day, about a year or two ago, I went through the Arctic Circle drive-through.  You might wonder, "What kind of person works at a fast food place?"  I had wondered about that as well.  I wonder no longer.  Our exchange went like this:

In trying to determine what size fries to order, I asked, "How big is your bucket o' fries?"  (I was hoping for maybe how many ounces it had or how much larger it was than the large, but she obviously understood my question differently. 

She enthusiastically answered, "Well, it's our biggest size, and it's just full of fries!"

I replied, "I'll take one of those, then." 

And it really was their biggest size, and it was just full of fries....

At the Dentist

We went to the dentist yesterday.  (I was the only one with a cavity.)  During the appointment, I watched the news without the sound but with subtitles.  They must have had a computer translating.  These are some of the phrases that I saw:

"Yesterday, a droop of Utahns..."
"Two paraphernilia and their toddlers...."
"They quickly dropped to the drowned...."

There were more, lots more.  It was embarrassing when I kept laughing out loud.  It was also embarrassing when I fell after getting out of the chair.  (So sick of being dizzy, but my MRI is today, so maybe I will know why I can't even walk across the room without falling.)

I also heard Preston in the next room, telling the dental assistant all about the princess movies we have and which princess toys Avery has.  She had just asked if Avery liked Sleeping Beauty, I think because she was finding toothbrushes for the kids.  But he went on about it for at least five minutes. 

The Nothing Song

One day, maybe about a year ago, I asked Avery what song she wanted me to sing, and she replied, "The Nothing Song!"  She, of course, meant that she didn't want me to sing any song to her, but I made up a song that now is called "The Nothing Song."  She was bugged at the time, but now it is pretty much the only song that she wants me to sing to her. (At least it sounds better than "The Flower Song", and at least she doesn't want the flower song lately... I really should be more careful when making songs up on the spot....)  At night, she will ask me to sing it nonstop until she falls asleep.  I wish I were singing a song with more substance, but I have little choice with that girl.  It goes like this:

Nothing, nothing, this is the nothing song.
Nothing, nothing, this song is nothing at all. 

I guess she likes the tune.  There's really nothing to the song itself.  (Pun sort of intended....)

Complaints

I feel like a bobble-head...who just got off the tea-cup ride...with a strobe light that won't stop....

Don't ever get an inner-ear infection if you can help it.  It is not fun, even though it might sound like it is.  It is boring.  And dizzying.  And I so want to go do something fun, but I can't even walk across the room without injuring myself.  You might think, hey, she's just lying around, maybe she could read.  Actually, no, I can't.  It gives me motion sickness.  I look longingly at my stack of books to be read, which I think is around twelve to fifteen books high, and I sigh.  Sigh. 

But at least Carter made me a giant card.  It said, "Mom, I'm sorry you lost your balance.  I hope you get it back soon."  And on the back, there is a duck that says, "Quack."

I Have FIVE Followers!

Hurray!  I have five followers now!  What an accomplishment!  And all this time I thought nobody was reading my blog.  How wrong I was. 

Also, Preston talks in his sleep.  I found this out during the many naps he has taken since he got sick.  It is funny.  Avery also does.  The only thing I remember her saying is, "Professor, Professor, Professor."  Where did that come from? 

We decorated Easter Eggs tonight.  I was having lots of anxiety about the kids spilling the dye and breaking eggs.  It turns out I was worrying about the wrong people.  I was the one to break two eggs right in a row.  Bill couldn't stop laughing, (kind of like how Heather couldn't stop laughing at my burnt hair last week.)  I am blaming it on my inner ear infection, mostly because that is the actual reason.  I am so unsteady and dizzy.  I finally had to quit "helping" the kids and let Bill take over.