Faster Than Kudzu

Yesterday, I slept

That was pretty much my day. I never once got out of pajamas.

I DID get out of a bed a couple of times...played mini-pool in the basement with Sam, played Teacher-Teather with the mini poolsticks with Maisy. (Teacher-Teacher is a game where I sit on the ground and Maisy draws on a blackboard. Then she uses a poolstick to point at her picture which inevitably resembles some very angry looking amoeba and she says to me, very sternly, "That's YOU, mommy. That's YOU." Then she'll draw a genetically impossible lobster with one giant googly eyeball and say, "An' that's daddy." It's a good game, especially when I am SO physically worn down that I actually RESEMBLE a deflating pile of somewhat ticked-off amoeba.)

Here is my favorite Maisy-thing from when I was away...

I went down to do a reading/signing in the town where I grew up -- Pensacola, Florida, and since my family lived there for more than 20 years and I graduated from highschool there and etc, my parents drove the kids down because they wanted to see all their old friends and whatnot. So my mom was explaining what would happen that weekend to Maisy.

Mom: And then we'll get to the hotel, and check in, and have dinner...
Maisy: *very sleepy, not paying much attention* Mmm-kays.
Mom: And then we'll see Mommy! She will be signing her book at the Barnes and Nobles.
Maisy: *perking up and pulling her T-Shirt up over head* I have Nobles!