What Dreams May Come, and Then Some...

Chloe has a very active imagination.  In fact, until she was about 5, she had an entire imaginary family.  She had a green dad represented by MoJo JoJo, a Pink Mom (?), and a bunch of make-believe cousins named "Courtnik and Ortnik," etc.  

And because the girls sleep over at my mom's a lot because of my new job, I tell them to think hard and meet me in our dreams for a play date or a picnic in the park, which they really get a kick out of.

But Chloe tends to have nightmares.  A lot of them center around the two of us having a great family day out then suddenly I'm eaten by some sort of wild animal.  The other day, we were driving in the car and she said "Mom, guess what I dreamed last night..."

"We were having a picnic in the park and then a volcano erupted and a huge octopus came out and threw you in the ocean, where you were eaten by a big shark.  Then the shark spit you out on the land and a pit bull came and got you, Mom.  It had two heads!"  :Pause:  "I was so scared!" she said.


"Wow, Chloe," I said.  "I'm not quite sure I know what to think about that."


"Well I do," Riley chimed in.  "I think it means she needs therapy."

Lay your cards on the table

The girls and I enjoyed a night out to dinner and a movie with my best friend Buffy.  We were enjoying the bread sticks at Olive Garden when Riley reached over and stuck her breadstick in Buffy's marinara sauce.  I told her not to do that, to put the sauce on her plate and she said that Buffy had let her, so...  "Look at her, playing the 'But Buffy let me do it' card," Buffy laughed.  Riley giggled and said "I like playing that card."

Happy New Year

Riley and I have watched Pushing Daisies over the course of the Christmas holidays on Netflix.  It's quite an enjoyable show and I wish it had lasted longer than the two short seasons it was on.  There's this one episode where a man turns up dead in a big vat of taffy.  Right when the body was found, we had to stop watching for some reason I can't remember.  The next day she says "Mom, we have to finish watching that episode of Pushing Daisies.  The suspense is killing me!"  "Riley, it was the health inspector.  He did it."  "No, mom.  The guy in the taffy.  I have to find out if he was pushed or if he was pulled."  Oh, but she's so punny.

I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and happy and safe New Years.  There's been so many good lines that I've forgotten over the last month of neglecting the blog.  That's the point of the blog, to not forget them.  But I'm sure I don't need to tell you how busy it is during the holidays, especially with all the kids out of school.  New Year's Resolution?  Keeping up with what I've set out to do here.