Thank you all for your good wishes, candles, and karma. So far D is "stable" and full of bacteria of all sorts. And varying degrees of coherent and loopy. I actually told him today to take a few deep breaths and think about what he wanted to say and stop going all Britney Spears on me. (tangent: I was never a Britney fan, but her story lately saddens me and it has crossed over into the disability rights realm. Don't know who has her best interests at heart, but not really understanding why a guardian ad litem has not been assigned to her. Anyway, I actually find myself compassionately pulling for her these days.) But, I don't want to talk about Britney, or D, right now.
But here is a funny dad story. A couple of days ago when D went in the hospital, I decided that I was not going to go over to his apartment in the cold and feed the cat every day this time, so I brought him over here. And I set up his litter box, and his food and water, and his little bed. I put a can of his food in the fridge. The kids noticed him right away, the dog noticed him right away, and they even had a few minor altercations. He's lived here before, so he just walked around like he owned the place. And it took my dad over two days to realize he was here. I would sit there trying not to laugh while Kai would mosey accross the living room while my dad was watching TV, and he wouldn't notice him. And then today, finally, my dad says "There's a cat in the house!" as if a stray cat just wandered in off the street. He didn't even recognize him at first. (He has seen him-even lived with him for weeks on end before.) That's Kai, dad. And the best thing is, he can hardly complain about it when he was not bothered enough to even notice him for over two days. But don't want to talk about my dad right now, either.
Okay, there is a post on preschool/homeschool coming...it was what I was going to write here. But I am catching Aaron's cold so I think I need to wait on that and get some rest.
Hahaha! Your dad is funny.
I feel bad for Britney Spears also. Maybe a guardian ad litem is next? I told my husband that she was reportedly yelling that her mom put her in the hospital because she (Lynne) wanted to sleep with her (Britney's) boyfriend. I was all like, dude, nobody but you wants to sleep with that guy. My husband said, "Yeah, but what a horrible thing to believe." Good point, and I was suitably chastened for being flip.
Posted by: cherylc | February 06, 2008 at 04:35 PM
Sorry you aren't well and Aaron isn't well and D isn't well. Looking forward to the school post, though.
What's up with Britney Spears, anyway?
Posted by: shannon | February 07, 2008 at 07:42 PM