Where on earth have I been? Ahhhh, vacationing at my mum’s. Hiding out. Avoiding my wall-less house? I don’t know, but been crashing in Oliver’s room at my mum’s house and it’s been fabulous. Disconnected from the real world and a good dose of Mumma to boot. Had a birthday party for my dad and Sweet Peter yesterday. Good times. Oliver had been working mighty hard on some paintings for them and both went over gang-busters. What a funny saying. Anyway, the paintings were much appreciated. And the yummy yummy cake was much appreciated by all.
Friday Oliver played hookey from school so that we could go to the dentist and take a look at his little tooth that’s turning grey. (A tooth-to-floor incident.) Oh how lovely! Dentist was fabulous with him. Told us the tooth is dead and it’ll just turn grey. Took an x-ray to make sure there were no cracks or abscesses or anything and then gave it to Oliver. If he didn’t think that was the greatest. AND! If you will notice, my little mini-me also has my front tooth gap growing in his permanent teeth. How funny to see that ahead of time. Braces pretty much closed mine up, but it wouldn’t stay so they cemented my two front teeth together. That always sort of bugged me as the space really was a part of my face. Anyway….the space prevailed. It’s still quite small comparatively speaking, but it did manage to break the cement so I’m back to at least a little gap. I wonder if Oliver will want his space closed or not….best start saving for braces now, eh?
Anyway, Monday Oliver will be late to school, again, while we go to the dentist. They are going to paint THE TOOTH with the white stuff they use to fix cavities so that it won’t look so horrible. I can’t tell you how many awful people have told me to brush my child’s teeth! UH! “We stick him in bed with a lollipop every night….it’s the only way we can get him to fall asleep…..” sheesh.
Speaking of mini-me….I don’t know where he gets it from?!?! This picture was taken of Oliver and I at my mum’s sometime in these past couple days. It really cracks me up. Not the best picture, but sure does capture the two of us.
Andy had a wrestling meet today and did quite well at the one match we got to see. It was a 16 team meet — 4 hours and all we saw of Andy was one match. ugh. We missed the first by 10 minutes (they started early!) and we had to leave before Andy’s last match (well, he might have had two if he won the first…) Ask how fidgety Oliver was during that? And this is why people don’t have children 13 years apart. Four year olds are not fun at their 17 year old sibling’s wrestling meets. ‘nough said.
I’m wrestling a bit myself lately. Wrestling with the artistic doldrums. I seem to be having a creative drought. I hate not posting fun stuff on the blog. Soon I promise to have things back up and running. I’ve decided that my new year is going to start in February. Why am I stressing about starting this new year off right? Why does JANUARY have to be the start of my new year? Nope, January is my month to recover from the holidays, the nuttiness, and the floods. February is going to be my month for resolutions, artisic artiness, New Year’s bangs. And for now I’m going to relish my freshly camped-out-at-Mimi’s vacation state-of-mind. So please bear with me while I get my own bearings straight. There will be artiness once again on the blog. Just not today. Aloha.
