Sick Day

Perhaps it's the medicine from the bronchitis, but today Russ called me "Mom". But maybe it's not the medicine from the bronchitis, because he's done this before, maybe 2 years ago. Anyway I think it's weird. Most of the time he's making up a song and trying to rhyme. Today he was making up a song about cooking me lunch and then called me mom in the rhyme. But still... that's weird.

Speaking of Moms, here's my mom:

She's a storyteller.

The Endearing Conversations with my Husband

C: "When I was a kid I had a cabbage patch doll named Abigail and..."

(Russ cuts in)

R: "I had three cabbage patch dolls and one was African American. Another was named Blake."


---------Later on (as if that isn't classically awesome enough)---------------------

C: "I love that you had cabbage patch dolls, it's so grown up of you."

R: "Well I did. One, the African American, was an astronaut. The other one was a premie and had special needs. And Blake was just normal."