I just plucked a half inch black hair from my chin. This is truly mortifying. The older I get, the more hairs I get in places where they shouldn't be. The fact that this one was so long means that it's been there for a while. I wonder how many of my students sat staring mesmerized by the burly hair on my chin while I thought--"Wow. They're really paying attention today." I really think that I add a new chin hair each year--like a tree adding rings.
Soph is currently"naking." (Rhymes with shaking--not snacking.) Naking is the willful and wanton removal of all clothing and streaking around. The fact that she's invented a verb for this act shows you how tricky it is for me to keep clothes on her lately. While we were at Alphagraphics last week, she took her shirt off twice. I don't really blame her. Wearing clothes inside and in comfortable weather is such a cultural thing. It doesn't make sense on any natural level. She just ran through, and she has something green stuck to her right butt cheek. It seems she's trying to make a trombone out of a computer paper. I don't really know why.
I haven't mentioned it because I've been trying not to think about it, but tomorrow we're driving to Disney Land with Erik's family. I should be excited, but I keep fixating on all the shitty things and possible catastrophes. They are innumerable so I won't even try to list them. Anyhoo, I'll include a full report, probably on Tuesday.
I've felt like a total bottom feeder the past few days. Uninteresting and uninterested. Hopefully on my return I'll have a little more pep.
Today's best thing about being a mom:
More opportunities for frosting
Today's worst thing about being a mom:
6 hour drives to the happiest, most crowded, dangerous, expensive, germ ridden, longest lined, place on earth