February 19, 2012

  • More Chewlee

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    I forgot to mention a few things about sleeping with Chewlee.  First of all, her long hair kept getting all over my face as she tossed her head from one side to another when she was on her stomach.  Then she kept coming back to lay her head on my chest.  More hair in my face.  Next time, her hair either gets braided or put into a pony tail.  It may not stop it but will feel less like a spider web has landed on me. 

    She got up early because she saw the sun was out but I found her in my computer room, laying down in my recliner quietly.  She hadn't turned on the TV nor started up my computer (which she knows how to do).  I figured she would put one of her movies into my computer but she hadn't.  She wasn't really awake, obviously.

    I have developed a huge pile of clothes in one corner of my room here.  They are the ones that I have either changed (bottoms) due to seepage or ones I have worn for the day.  I've almost gone through the underwear that fits me at my current weight so I am going to have to tackle it sometime.  I think tomorrow, when the Beast leaves for Birmingham would be a good time.  He went to bed early tonight due to his eye bothering him so much.  He couldn't even watch TV even though Chewlee relinquished it to him when I turned on Harry Potter.

    Chewlee has decided that WE should play school when she is here.  I give her assignments (drawings) to do and I read to her.  She really likes that.  She has one bad habit and that is to totally deny that she can't read.  I point out the words to her and tell her that she WILL learn to read if she pays attention.  She recognizes a lot of words already.  She is also learning how to add (mostly using her fingers to help) and subtract.  I give credit for that to one of the programs she watches on Nick Jr.  They are very much into adding and subtracting and they make it fun.  I watched Chewlee (in secret because if I am watching, she's not vocal about it).  She gets shy for some reason.  But she's very good at it so I leave her alone to enjoy it.

    She has come to terms with my *broken* status although she said earlier today, when she found out Grandpa was going to see the doctor's at emergency (as she says), *Wow...Papa is broken, Grandma is broken.  I think I need a new Papa and Grandma.*  Then she ran up to Papa and told him she was just kidding and she came and gave me a hug and a kiss with the promise that I wouldn't tell her mother she still had some left.  It's a running joke with the Princess and Chewlee that the Princess gets all her kisses and hugs.  I love to hear how Chewlee laughs when her mother starts the kissing and hugging to *get them all before she leaves*.

    Later, when I grab her to hug her or kiss her, she will say, *I don't have any more.  Mommy took them all.*  To which I say, *Wanna bet?*    Then I get to hear her laugh as I collect MY kisses and hugs from her.

    Time to go.  Love you all.  Have a great Sunday.