Archive for January, 2013

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Kittens


2013
01.07

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Rose: Mom, when are you going to stop being allergic? (She doesn’t say to what, but this has been a recurring theme lately so I know she is thinking about cats.)
Me: Sweetie, I will never stop being allergic to cats, I have been allergic my whole life and you don’t usually grow out of that.
Rose: But what about kittens?
Me: You know those are just little cats, right?
Rose: Yes, but I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!
Me: Sorry, honey, I am never going to be able to live with a cat or a kitten. Maybe when you are a grown up you can get one.
Rose: But mom, I am going to still live with you. And grandma and grandpa and dad and the dogs.
Me: Ok, well, that sounds lovely.  But I can really never get a cat.
Rose: Oh, ok.  But I don’t want to get a job, I just want to live with you and take care of the dogs.
Me: Well, maybe you can take care of dogs for your job, like be a veterinarian or something.
Rose: Only if I can do it in our house.

I love these bedtime conversations.

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Avengers


2013
01.05

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I decided to celebrate Dillon’s recent height achievement (5’0″ at 11 years old) and the fact that I had nothing to do tonight by putting Rose to bed, letting Charles go visit his buddies, and keeping D up past his bedtime to watch the Avengers.

I got the movie for Christmas (the four disk set) from my Dad/Secret Santa and it was the perfect present for me.  As it was literally the only thing on my list and I really, really would have been sad if I hadn’t gotten it.  I saw the movie in the theatre and LOVED it.  And even though Dillon isn’t huge into movies, I knew he would adore it, too.

It was his first super hero movie, but he loves comic books (despite being more into DC than Marvel) and the Avengers really doesn’t disappoint.  He loved it as much as I do, and he was laughing so loud during the “Hulk. Smash.” sequence that I was worried he was going to wake his sister.  But it was a lovely evening, and it really made my week to spend the time with him.  Before bed, Rose made me promise to watch Grease again with her tomorrow morning.  (I fast-forward through the drive-in parts and try to avoid questions about what is happening between Rizzo and Kinickey, though.)  I have to admit, it is really nice that the kids are past Dora the Explorer and Thomas the Tank Engine and into things I enjoy watching with them…