October 28, 2012

  • My Fun Sunday With Chewlee

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    The Beast looks a bit better today.  At least there's a bit less swelling but much of the black and blue areas are more black than blue.  The Beast says he can see better but his eyes feel all gooey.  I told him to try wiping them gently with one of the rags we cut from his old t-shirts.  I don't know if he did or not but he hasn't been complaining to me so I count my blessings.

    When Chewlee got here today, she had her blankey, Leap Pad and a set of clean underwear and jammies to put on after her bath.  She had to show me and told me she had picked them out.  She also brought along a pajama top she has outgrown.  When I asked her why she brought it, she told me, *So you can put it in the garbage or give it to someone or put a stamp on it and send it to someone.  Or, maybe, if you put it in the mailbox, someone will take it that it can fit.*

    She gets some strange ideas at times.  I told her I would put it in a bag and, since I had some clothes I was going to get rid of because they don't fit me now either, I would give it to Goodwill for her.  That made her happy.  She asked me if I was going to do it today and I told her no so she said she would check to see what other things she could give me to give to Goodwill but I had to promise to wait for her to give them to me.  I told her I would wait.

    After Chewlee grabbed up some grapes for a snack, we went into my computer room to watch Madagascar 3 (again!).   She ate them quietly while we watched and laughed.  When the movie ended, she begged me to play it again.  I agreed but only after we ate something.  I made tuna salad for sandwiches which she turned her nose up at because it has raw onion and celery in it and she didn't want any chicken noodle soup.  I told her that her mother wouldn't feed her so she had to eat SOMETHING.  She finally settled on some cut up hot dogs and some chips and salsa.  Then she decided she didn't like the hot dogs (they were the Hebrew National ones) after eating just a few.  She drank her milk, ate her chips and salsa and then had an orange.  I don't think today was one of her *hungry* days because I offered her chicken nuggets and she said she wasn't hungry.  Since she only had a glass of milk more afterward, I guess she really wasn't.  When she's really hungry, she haunts my pantries.

    Anyhow, we came back into my room and watched Madagascar 3 again.  I endured it because it IS funny but I drew the line when she tried to get me to watch it a third time.  She happily went to get her Barbie movie but I told her no Barbie movie today.  We've watched it so often that I know ALL the words to it.  That's just a bit much for me to take.  So she decided it was time to straighten out my DVD case in an order SHE wanted.  She started putting all my Godzilla movies together (and did a good job of that).  Then came my monster movies (Independence Day, AVP, District 9, Enemy Mine...etc.).  Then she started on HER movies and that cracked me up because she decided all the ones SHE likes are HERS.  She has a bunch that Auntie Bratfink sent her plus there are quite a few I bought just for her but....my Harry Potter ones...my Dr. Doolittle ones and a few others are NOT hers.  I told her that and she said, *I'm just PRETENDING, Grandma.  But they are ones that *I* like to play so I'm putting them with MY DVD's*

    We finally watched Dr. Doolittle because Chewlee loves all the talking animals.  Then it was her bathtime and that's where we have our problems.  Mainly because once in, it's tough to get her out.  Her hands and feet get so wrinkled that I worry about her having sore feet.  Once I wash her hair (she's a very active participant) and we put the cream rinse on it, she knows it's time to get out and get dried off.  She will try to cajole me into letting her have just five minutes more.  I've had to make her learn that when I say now, I mean NOW.

    Today she gave me no problem and got out right away to dry off.  After putting on her pajamas so she's ready for bed when she gets home, we played a game on my computer until her mother got here.  There were no tantrums over anything and she wasn't afraid of the Beast at all.  In fact, I think it might have had something to do with the candy corn he had in a bag.  She went and asked him if she could have some....PLEEZZZZ!!!  She got some, of course.  I think mainly because she wasn't afraid of him even though he barely looks better than he did yesterday.

    The Beast brought me in some jello he had made earlier as a late snack and it really hit the spot for some reason.  Bratfink has gone to bed already, although it is an hour later in Inderana (as she calls it).  It just seems too early for me.  I'll stay up for another hour or two.  I expect to hear from the Beast's eye doctor tomorrow since they never bothered to call us back about the time for his appointment.  It'll probably be late afternoon before he gets to see him now but I really don't care as long as it's tomorrow.  My doctor's appointment is on Tuesday and I sure don't want to be running down to Boaz and then up to Huntsville in the same day to see two different doctors.  The Beast says that if his eye is no better tomorrow than it is today, he will ask the doctor to wait another few days to see him because both eyes are too tender and sore to be touched.

    But, he did no complaining, Chewlee behaved herself and we enjoyed our time together immensely.  She's so excited that it's only three more sleeps and then it will be Halloween!  She is going to be Rapunzel she keeps saying.  But, from time to time, she changes her mind as she sees different costumes.  It was a really nice Sunday for me.

    Love you all and I hope you had a good Sunday, too.