Parent Teacher Interviews are over. I actually told less parents about Tripp than I had planned. Turns out as soon as you say, "Medical Treatment" people don't want to impede on your privacy and will either make a consoling face while shaking there head or immediately flip the subject. LOL! No harm done. I was prepared to do it and I think that was just as important.
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The evenings are getting darker which is causing me the blues, but I can't help but think that on the plus side it means that it's candle season! I only lit a candle during the spring and summer when I was really missing Tripp. Pumping the A/C and having a seance really seems counter productive! I love the warm glow of a candle (or 5) in the evening. Lucky for me, my sister-in-law, Abbey picked me up a whole bunch of tea lights from Ikea earlier this year!
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Depending your perspective, you might find THIS appalling or humorous. I found it a bit of both. I just hope I don't see any of them at school on Oct. 31!
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Calder's idea of a baby is any child who can't have a conversation with him. I am beginning to wonder if Calder thinks our baby is going to be able to crawl around and eat chewy chewies (fruit snacks) the moment they get home from the hospital.
Calder: I'm going to make sure to close the suitcase so the baby doesn't get stuck (He is referring to a video we have of him playing in a suitcase at 10 months).
Me: You had fun playing it that suitcase! We could have lots of fun with the baby in a suitcase, but remember, when the baby comes home it is only going to eat and sleep . . . and cry.
Calder: And poop.
Me: Yes, and poop.
Calder: Wheels spinning. And pee.
Me: Yes, and pee.
Calder: Thinking really hard. And FART.
Me: Alright, that's enough. Not sure if Calder could even make out what I was saying. I was laughing pretty hard.