Miss T: The Cow That Turned Purple

Today's writing assignment: Pretend you are a purple cow. Write about how you got that way and what it's like.

There was a farmer that had a cow named Talia. The farmer let her cow out of the barn to eat. The cow saw a plant that was as purple as an eggplant. The cow tasted the plant. It was good, so she gobbled up the whole thing.

Suddenly, the cow turned purple!

The cow went back to the barn. The farmer went to the barn and saw that the cow had turned purple. So she put the cow in the trailer and went to the vet. The vet said, "Your cow is going to be purple forever."

(Image from Google Images, original source unknown.)

The "pink plague"

Poor Miss T has one puffy, red eye. The going rate to clear up a case of pink eye: $40 copay, $35 prescription. Yikes! Well, the drugs are a little less if you don't mind dosing 6x a day instead of 2x. But still... $75!

Miss T has been banned from touching her brothers, the Wii remotes, the TV remote, the computer and just about everything else in the house. And the poor thing has to put up with us "reminding" her every few minutes to wash her hands. She says the worst thing about it is that nobody wants to hug her. And the best thing is that she doesn't have to do any chores.

C is paranoid that he'll catch the bug and doesn't want to be within 2 feet of her. (Not that I mind.) Except that he does seem to enjoy running up and hollering "Pink plague, pink plague!" every little while.

I'm so glad they rarely get sick.

PJ: 08.15.09

The little one is about 6.5 mos old now. Yesterday I grabbed him and the camera and headed out to the yard for a quickie photo session. He's just so cute! And happy! (Just pretend you don't see the drool on his shirt.)

Since I don't have school photos to rely on, I've been a bit of a slacker when it comes to portraits of the kids. We have snapshots on the computer of various events and happenings, but not much in the way of portraits. It's that perfection again -- if they don't have matching outfits and perfect hair (meaning, recently trimmed), then I have an excuse not to take pictures. But now I've decided just to do one at a time, making it more manageable. A group shot is NOT going to turn out the way I'd like anyhow -- it's pretty much impossible to get them all looking the same direction and smiling nicely at the same time.

So this one is my first of the four, and I think it's pretty sweet. And I've already picked up the 8x10. Next step: Dig out a frame and hang it on the wall. Then, on to the next kid.

Food issues

With all of the battles we've had with G (or Super Squirt, as he prefers to be called -- can't argue with a 4yo) over food, can I just say that Lil P is a very welcome change. This kid stares intently at ALL of our food, as if to say, "What about me?" He's still getting the hang of eating off of a spoon, but he loves every new taste that's presented. He's not good at picking up finger foods yet, but is having fun trying to shovel in the little melt-in-your-mouth puffs anyway. It's just such a joy to watch his joy at eating.

G, on the other hand, continues to restrict his diet to strawberry Yoplait, chicken tenders, strawberries and cream instant oatmeal, french toast and potato chips. Oh, and ketchup. You'd think he'd be sick of the yogurt after eating it every. single. day. since he was 12 months old. But no.