Annie was kinda 'flitting' around the kitchen, holding her baby doll, half dancing/half skipping. I told her, "OK kiddo, we're going, let's get your shoes at the back door . . ."
She happily danced her way over to the front door, kinda oblivious.
"Um, Annie . . . the back door."
"Oh," then the BEST little blonde valley girl-ish giggle you've ever heard, "sometimes I just get confused!"
I know this is totally 'had to be there' kinda moment, but it was hilarious.
Unrelated: My deepening panic over swine flu (and our trip to Southern California coming up).
This has me mildly freaked out. Sure, intellectually I know and understand that like a handful of people in ALL of Southern California have swine flu, and we're like 10 times or better more likely to die on our drive there then of the flu (there's a pleasant thought for you). We're probably more likely to die of being struck by lightening on the Matterhorn or something. I know that 36,000 people died of the regular flu last year, yet here we are all, alive and well. But I can't help dwelling on it. Mainly this: How does one keep their allergy-prone-constant-nose-dripping toddler from rubbing her nose and eyes?! Sure, the washing their hands thing seems like a good idea, and easy enough. But, have you ever noticed how much an allergic child rubs their face? CONSTANTLY. Non-stop. I had a very real, physical, reminder of this earlier today, when Annie was painting. When done with her project, she proudly showed me her paper. I showed her her own face in the mirror . . . which was COVERED in paint. She thought it was hilarious that the entirety of her eyelids, and all the skin under her eyes, were light green. And under her nose was rubbed in mass amounts of red and purple and green paint. All I could think of was that she had just rubbed paint from her forehead, to under her chin. In like 7 minutes. And yeah, I gotta keep her from rubbing a deadly strain of the flu she'll pick up on the Tea Cups ride into her own eyeballs. I don't think there's enough hand sanitizer and wipes in the world.
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Hee, hee. She does get confused sometimes.
I think David is nearly as stressed about Annie and Ellie going to 'swine flu' (or as it is now more appropriately called, H1N1 influenza A or something like that. Yeah, that'll catch on) country as you are. He keeps telling me how we need to pack LOTS of hand sanitizer and asking me if I can get any of those masks from work.
Everything will be fine, I'm sure. I am just especially grateful that we opted to join you on your California trip rather than go to Mexico.
I jut get confused sometimes! Best Annie line ever...ok, at least of this week. That is so funny, that is what I pretty much say to Dalan every time I am awoken from a deep sleep!
Gotta love those blonde moments. Mason's girlfriend has them all the time!
Good luck California! You probably won't pick up any more "germs" this trip than if you had gone before all the news. If anything, people are being more cautious. As long as they don't close the park!
Oh man. I hate hearing about this stuff. I am such a worrier. I am stressing that my chemo will weaken my immune system and that I work with the public and with money. I am contemplating wearing a mask. I think you will be fine. Just do you best to keep things clean.
I would secretly cary sanitizing wipes in my purse and wipe down random surfaces.
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