So, I fell asleep last night appallingly early. I think it was the last of the cold kicking my ass, and a little bit of stress, and fear of the avalanche of stuff I might not be able to get to in the next week.
But mostly being sick and actually tired.
Some kid things to laugh about…
The “Easter bunny” got chicken a pretty little summer top–that Chicken eyed like some sort of skanky 80’s tube top that came with hoop earrings, lipstick, a pack of cigarettes and three rubbers.
“Really? You want me to wear this?”
“If you don’t like it, give it to your sister.”
“I want it!” Squish said excitedly.
I really should have gotten a picture because it was adorable. Had a flirty peasanty little collar, flowers–it looked springy and cute, and Squish with her braid and her jeans was just too cute for words. Now this is the third new thing squish has gotten in the last couple of weeks, and she was sitting in the car today on the way to school.
“I am experiencing a style transition,” she said sagely. “From, you know, mostly T-shirts and yoga pants, all casual, to jeans and blouses–you know. More structured.”
“A style transition,” I said blankly.
“Well, good luck with that, Today’s outfit is smashing.”
Bless her. A style transition. When I experience a style transition I go from pajama pants to loose yoga shorts. She’s actually growing up.
Now, this other thing I posted on FaceBook, and a few people looked at it and went, “Huh?”
But I think it deserves a little more attention than that, because it was ZoomBoy being AMAZINGLY clever.
Okay– if you haven’t heard this comedy bit, the rest of the story won’t make sense–
When we drive to dance, I am usually in zombie mode– tired and just up from a nap that’s too short.
ZoomBoy usually mans my phone as the DJ and Dropkick Murphys usually rule.
But today, he picked “What’s New Pussycat.”
Now is when you have to refer to the video–or just take my word for it.
Cause there I am, zombie mode, the driving dead, and suddenly Squish goes, “Hey– did you repeat that song?”
“No,” ZoomBoy said–COMPLETELY deadpan, mind you. “It’s just a dip in the middle.”
Suddenly my brain switched on.
“You little shit!” I laughed. “I’d better hear Rocky Road to Dublin RIGHT NOW or you’re off DJ duty for LIFE!”
He could not stop cackling.
The next song was “It’s Not Unusual”
Squish danced and snapped in the backseat, and I couldn’t stop laughing.