Green Boogers

One of the most fun things about living with a little kid is their frank way of talking. If you have a tender ego, you won’t last long. But they are brutally honest, which you don’t get – generally – from your friends. This can come in handy when you want to know whether you look the way you imagine you do. For instance, getting ready for my dinner downtown last weekend, my daughter just looked at me for a minute... then said I didn’t look like myself. (I was wearing makeup!) It took longer for her to tell me I looked nice. :)

Anyway, this week I’ve had a miserable cold. It kicked in exactly at the same time I got M enrolled in SAE. I had hoped to use the time to pound out my classwork (I have two weeks left) but instead I have been walking around with a head that feels full of cement. I took my midterm just hoping I would pass, and my paper, I am sure, was not my best work.

I still have horrible green boogers, and M has politely told me so, and that I look terrible. I am plodding along with my homework and putting things away. I’m really glad M hasn’t gotten this cold yet, and after her illness at the beach, I’m not up to her being sick again so soon! It’s a gorgeous day outside today... we’ll see how it goes.