Grocery Shopping + Kids =

Better half is gone tonight. It seems that's when the oddities occur and I'm still struggling to figure out why that is. Is he the calm in the storm? The missing link?

We're on our way to the grocery store. Mommy has to make one stop at Big Box Retailer for one item. After we're safely in the doorway, Daughter zeros in on the overloaded bin of PillowPets. It's game over, Folks. We are not advancing into the store. We have decided to inform the entire front half of Big Box Retailer that it's our duty and obligation to purchase that cuddly and soft and overpriced stuffed animal with random patches of Velcro.



And then I say no.



Oops.



I've now somehow managed to get to the checkout with my one item and attempt to leave the store. Daughter has now run back to the bin and latched on to the purple one.

What was to be a quick stop for one $5.00 item ended up with a deal made with the Daughter: Get stickers on your entire job chart and I'll get a Pillow Pet.

"The purple unicorn?"

Yes. Can we go now?

Ten minutes later we're loading our cart of consumables at the grocery store and Daughter is singing the Pillow Pet theme song at the top of her lungs. She discussing how she can get more stickers on her chart to get the purple one sooner. She's telling the checkout cashier she's getting a purple one.

I just wanna get home. Is that so much to ask?

Concussions Are Serious Business

Just ask Justin Morneau.

The other day Mini Me fell at the playground. Ms DareDevil herself was upside down on the monkey bars and ended up landing on her head four feet below where she started. Ice, love, cuddle time, OTC meds, and definitely no napping that day, ER the next day.

Did you know the medical community takes concussions very seriously? First thing they did was slap this on her.


It's funny. This link at Mayo doesn't say anything about monkey bars. Kids having fun. Ah.

So we're in recovery mode now, keeping Mini Me away from any monkey business, no water skiing, no bike rides. She's feeling better each day, but still sore. Thank goodness she's not wearing that accessory anymore (although we did inquire as to whether they had a pink version).

Doctor's orders were to keep her from doing anything from hitting her head again. So what does she do? Falls off a stool with an armload of books.

The best part of all this is today, four days after her fall, I can't move my head. We're talking the pain in neck where all you can do is move your shoulders pain.

Sympathy pain?
Stress?
Osmosis?