This-n-that
posted in Miscellaneous, OmegaDotter |Jess asked about the T-shirt the dotter was wearing in the previous post. The T-shirt does, indeed, say, “I’m the BIG sister”. The T-shirt has no meaning in our family, alas, though we’d really like it to. Someone at summer camp had the T-shirt. The dotter liked it. That someone handed it over to the dotter, because that someone’s mom had spilled bleach on it and the bleach had eaten holes in it and who cared, right?
When birthmother sensitivity goes bad–OmegaDotter to OmegaDad in the car last night, conversing about her birthmother: “Oh, yeah? Well, I’ve got her in my heart, dork!” Okay, to really grok that last item, say it with a typical kids “neener-neener” tone to it, then top it with the emphatic “dork!” OmegaDad and I busted up laughing in the darkness. Then I informed the dotter that we don’t call people “dorks”. Like that’ll stop her (”He did it first!”).
The “ACK! Run away! Run away!” department: OmegaDotter has taken to decorating her “i”s with flowers when she writes. She’s learned this perfidious practice from some older kids at after-school care. She is very careful and detailed. This is too, too cliché. I will try to get a picture.
Tomorrow we head off to Arizona! Yes! For sunshine! And my grandmother’s 104th birthday! Yes! And I’m excited! Yes!
