Big Beagle

L had his three year old check up today. We had some time to kill before we had to go back to pick up M from preschool and so I brought L and O to McDonalds. L had done such a great job at the Dr. and he was so brave that I told him he could have whatever he wanted. He chose a sausage and chocolate shake. Mm, yum

While we were there we chatted with a woman who was in her late 60s or early 70s. She talked about how wonderful L and O were and how I should have more babies and how some people should not “procreate”. She told me all about having just recently retired from 32 years of working at the state. I heard about her two sons and her 5 grandchildren. I heard all about how she moved to Highland Park 15 years ago this October. She told L and O all about her two Persian kitties that she combed every day. L said “I can’t have kitties. My Daddy is electric.” She invited us back to her house to see all the work she had done and to visit. She was such a sweet lady and she is really enjoying her retirement. It was an interesting visit to McDonald’s.

M is getting married. He has a special little girl friend at school and they were busy making things for their wedding today. He came home from school with grand plans for this wedding and how he had to wear his Christmas clothes because it is a special occasion to get married. He also said he needed to take a shower because that how you get cleaner and he is going to use Daddy’s “ka-lem”. Huh? He meant cologne. LOL

L’s derogatory word for the day:

Big Beagle

Used in context: “Mommy, Olivia just hurt me. She’s a big beagle! You just hurt me you big beagle!”