sox, insent

Sox, maybe the wee girl should come and stay with us for a bit? Alternately, I will mail you children's cold meds.

I miss everyone! I've been too busy to even lurk. It sucks.

Sox, maybe the wee girl should come and stay with us for a bit?

Mal. Give your mommy her computer back.

Ha!

One of the things for the box is a framed photo of Mal and Iris together. It was intended for Iris. Mal won't give it up.

argh ... as often happens, work is eating me ... worse, eating all my time. To make matters worse, our tech support person (of dubious competence) came in last week, started a process on our mail server, and left it for a week. As a result, my mail was slooooow - I had to delete all the spam that comes in one message at a time, with frequent pauses while Outlook announced that it was trying to connect to the server. I monitor seven (7!) mailboxes ... so we're talking about several thousand spam messages every day (and, no, it doesn't automatically delete the spam in the spam folder).

He was in yesterday and stopped the process, so at least I can delete spam in bunches.

He has, however, disabled the spam filter, so everything is coming in to the main mailboxes.

My boss said I wasn't allowed to hurt him. snarl

Mal won't give it up.

cute! They really are funny.

there's a box?

a box for sox. there should be a book, with cartoons.

I'd be ded from the cute if one of my own kiddos hadn't already killed me today...literally and figuratively.

It was GORGEOUS outside today, and surprisingly I had to convince the kids to go out. Craziness. Of course, once they were out, they had a fabulous time. Taking them out is always a little nerve-wracking, though, especially since the crawl-under-the-fence-that-separates-the-playground -from-the-major-highway incident. Well, they were pretty good today...until the youngest's mom came. I told her and her sister to get ready to go...mommy was here. Well E went running out of the playground area and into the parking lot...then ran right past her mom. It was a little bizarre. So, we're both chasing her and yelling for her to stop running. Eventually, she stops and comes back over to the grass. I grabbed her and pulled her really close to me and held her so she couldn't escape. And we had a little chat, with her mom standing right there. A lot of times if the parent has arrived, I'll remind the child of the rule they just broke...and that they can't just start breaking rules when mom or dad comes. But, she got the full lecture. It went something like this.

Me: You just really scared me and mommy. Do you know why?
E: Because I ran into the parking lot.
Me: Yes. And what is our rule about that?
E: No running in the parking lot.
Me: Did you forget the rule or break it on purpose?
E: I broke it on purpose.
Me: Why did you do that?
E: Because I was naughty.
Me: E, this is an extra important rule because it's not safe for you to run in the parking lot. You could fall and get hurt on the pavement, or a car could not see you, and you could get very hurt. And that would be very scary for me and mommy.
E: And I could be dead.
Me: Well, yes. That would be the very extreme possibility, but you're right, it is a possibility. That would make Miss Val very sad.
Me: And you would cry and cry and miss me so much.
At this point I pulled her really close and hugged her tight.
Me: Yes. I would miss you so much. Everyone would miss you so much. So, what decision are you going to make next time?
E: I'm not going to run in the parking lot, and I'm going to listen to Miss Val.
Me: Ok. That sounds like a good decision. Now, why don't you hold mommy's hand and go in and get your stuff.

I miss everyone! I've been too busy to even lurk. It sucks.

Sniff. Raq is me.

Ded from the cutiehead Buffista sprog. The teen sprog are pretty cute too. They get the subtle mockery. They can be bribed.

We are watching some really bad old teen movie now. The Glass House. Looks promising for serious mockery.

I think Miss Val is an awesome teacher. But sorry about the heart attack!