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September 22, 2007
A funny conversation
(I mean, besides the one we had today where Luca asked me how long my penis is)
Mimi, poor girl, has a yeast infection which means the worst diaper rash ever combined with her itching it all the time. We go to the store to buy anti-fungal cream. (which, by the way, is next to the socks. I would have guessed near the other medicines and creams. No, next to the socks. And where are the socks exactly???)
Luca is fascinated, by both the conversation about yeast and about the "funbal" cream.
So, we are headed to bed. I pick out three lovely books, and we are crashing in my bed as Bill is attempting to sleep with Mimi and crack her stay-up-two-hours-in-the-middle-of-the-night-to-nurse routine. Luca spots the diaper rash cream, and we are right back into the obsession about yeast and cream. The boy thinks up more questions than you can imagine. And then he needs to go in the bathroom to see the cream. And then he needs to know what is written on the bottle. And then he needs to know what color it is, and why it is kept away from children. So, I talk him into reading one book, and then we are back to the questions.
Then, I say that I will keep answering questions (we are now into the fact that it shouldn't get into your bloodstream, and what is a blood stream and where does it go...) and read one more book, or we can start reading and get to both books we picked. He thinks about it, and decides to drop one of the books. Amused, I continue to answer questions.
I drag him away finally to read StellaLuna. We get through two pages, and we are back to the cream. So, I tell him that we can read the book or turn off the light and talk about anti-fungal cream. You can see where this is going. He, absolutely delighted, announces that he would love to turn out the light and talk about anti-funbal cream.
So, he falls asleep while amusing me with his diatribe about what he will tell the teacher at Blossom tomorrow about yeast and anti-fungal cream.
This is my life. I have to admit that while we do have amusing conversations here and there, I am a bit bored/depressed/confused. The rush of moving has passed. I do love Boulder and the changes in my lifestyle. But I still get up every day to raising kids. Not much else. I am lucky to get a couple of hours to myself each week. There is something really mundane about my life right now. I can't even put my finger on it. I guess that I am just sitting with the boredom right now. I am choosing to not add anything. My new neighbor told me all about her acapella choir which needs second sopranos. Wow, I really want to get back into music. I have looked into half-marathons, playing volleyball or tennis again, starting a business with a friend...but I am resisting adding things right now. Can I just be with the slowness, the repetition of park/eat/walk/eat/poop/sleep/eat/pool/sleep/laundry/cook...and so on. It is just so repetitive. And I got up to the SAME questions about anti-fungal cream today, as if we didn't even talk about it yesterday. Cary, bless her heart, reminded me of the oral tradition of story-telling. Luca just really wants to hear the story. That put some life back into it for me. I started asking him to tell the story too.
So, off to bed. Would love to hear from others about this if you are mulling it over. (about the slowness, not the anti-fungal cream....)
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By the way, just how long is your penis?
xox
J
Posted by: Jen | Oct 2, 2007 7:37:14 PM
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