NOT Sci-Fi

I typically watch The Today Show in the mornings while getting ready for work. While SuperD and I follow the stories, C is usually off in his own little world. But yesterday, a story caught his eye. He heard about a soldier who had a double arm transplant. He watched, riveted, as they showed computer animation of how they completed the surgery by attaching first the bone, then the blood vessels, muscles, tendons, and nerves, and finally the skin. We were all amazed. (And a little creeped out, since it brought images to mind of Frankenstein and his monster.) But C was truly impressed that such a thing is even possible. He couldn't hold in his excitement.

C: This is, like, the best hospital people ever!

http://www.nbcnews.com/id/50628032/ns/health-mens_health/t/double-arm-transplant-soldier-getting-second-chance/

En espanol

After her 2 years of Spanish classes, I just heard A speak in Spanish for the first time. Unfortunately for me, she read the same 35 sentences over and over for 15 minutes as she studied for her Benchmark. Her teacher required a parent to listen to and sign off on the assignment. The unit she has been studying is over travel, so if I ever need to go to Costa Rica, we'll make it to the Museo de Oro Precolombio and La Playa Jaco with her brother, father, grandparents, cousins, and friends. Bon voyage! (I took French.)

Awesomeness

C: [while air drumming to the car radio] I was born with this awesomeness. Can you believe it? I bet when I was a baby, my first diaper must've been a parachute.

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The awakening

My daughter was giggling this morning. A had been sleeping on the edge of her mattress when her alarm clock sounded. It so startled her that she ended up on the floor! An interesting way to begin the day!

I woke up crying

I woke up crying this morning. The nightmare involved a fictitious student who was being abused by his mom and was afraid to go home. In my dream, I held him tightly and then turned him over to our school counselor. She called DHS to come pick him up. When the mom arrived at the school to pick him up, I had to sit through a meeting with her as we told her that her son was no longer in our care. I was a wreck, but I held it together. When she finally left the meeting, the counselor turned to me, and I broke down, sobbing. That's when I woke up. Tears were falling down my cheek, and I was scared because in my dream, the mom had been angry. We had been afraid she might snap.

It was at this moment that my husband rolled over in his sleep and draped his arm across me and I was comforted. (Then he passed gas in his sleep and made me laugh!)

NOT a birdcage

This is the image on the beautiful scarf I got for Christmas, and although I did get a compliment on it, not a single person said, "Oh, look! It's the TARDIS!"

What's in a name?

I won't ever understand this. Apple. Unique. Stone. Tequila. Shy. I don't think all words work as a name.