The moment "no" hits the vocabulary
This entry was posted on 11/6/2006 11:52 PM and is filed under D's the man, Boo Boo Kitty.
It's all over. Derek just asked Ethan if he wanted to go to bed.
Nevermind that it is 10:49 p.m and Ethan was supposed to go to bed 2
hours ago. Now he is being ASKED if he wants to go to bed. Why not
just top the whole evening off and ask him if he would like a piece of
cake before bed? Or maybe a Pixie Stick? Dad and Boy are now doing
puzzles. Isn't that what every other 20 month old is doing right now?
Hey, it's not my job so I don't know why I am even complaining....
I hope he sleeps until 10 tomorrow. Although that will cut into my library story time plan. Special thanks to Becca who told me about taking Jack to storytime every week. I went online today and mapped out all the storytimes within 20 miles. It appears I can take The Boy EVERY SINGLE DAY of the week if I don't mind driving 19 miles away. Now how clever is that? Unless, of course, he is "that kid." You know, the one that won't sit down during storytime and the one that causes every other parent in the room to grimace because they were hoping to have 30 minutes peace and now YOUR DEMON CHILD is ruining it for everyone else. Then I guess storytime is out. Stay tuned. I'll let you know how it goes. I think we only have to drive 11 miles tomorrow. Nothing like putting the tax dollars to work.
Thanks to
"Hacking Democracy" on HBO, I now realize that my vote doesn't really count (or technically isn't counted) thanks to technology. On election day the votes go on memory cards that can be altered. If someone can take the time to explain that one to me, I would really love to understand it. Of course back in the old days when I had a real job, if I wrote a
report, the damn thing was set in stone for all of eternity and there is
no way to change it so you had better be sure you were saying the right
thing before you push "send" because it could cost you your job Kristen, but an entire national election can be altered by some moron working at a polling station.
Can't wait to wait in that line tomorrow morning. It's so worth it to get up and have to vote for either Dumb or Dumber. Except now we can't tell which is which.