The other day Will asked me, “Mom, do ghosts have udders?” and I just feel like that needs to be right here, opening this blog post, for the world to see.
Let’s take a moment to appreciate that question. Do ghosts have udders?
I didn’t even answer him. I just looked at him, hugged him with tears in my eyes and said, “Child, you are a brilliant weirdo and are going to fix this world. Now finish your dinner so that I can show you a photo of a raw appendix.”
Look, I know this whole thing is very confusing to you. Stay with me, it’s about to make semi sense.
We’d read Madeline. The appendix one, ya know. And then we’d watched it. And then – hold on. I’ll tell you down there. One sec. Let me get there.
Okay – Madeline. We’d read and watched it.
And both kids quickly spiraled into obsession over what the appendix is, what it looks like, what it does, what the scar is like, yadda yadda.
And to be honest, I was like, “I don’t think I even know! Let’s look at a raw appendix! But after you finish that soup because what if it looks like a tortellini. Dad will gag.”
So we looked at a raw appendix once it was taken out of a body. Guys it’s just a skin tag on an intestine. It’s tiny! Like a bloated bobby pin. I had no idea.
Have any of you ever had your appendix removed, because Will and Nat both want you to spill your guts. Hahah! oh.
And furthermore, are you second guessing clicking on today’s Friday Flotsam?
I can get it.
LATCHKEY KIDS, PART TWO.
Remember when you all told me stories a couple of years ago about your own personal latchkey kid experiences growing up?
Well, we’re starting to venture more into ’80s movies with the kids. The PG ones. UM, a PG rating in the ’80s is very different than what it is today.
AM I RIGHT ABOUT THIS OR ARE MARBLES SLIPPING? I feel like it would be backwards. Like way more lenient today with language, etc. How did we let kids talk like this in movies back then?? And no one had to check in with a parent. They could just get on bikes and ride around to different cities and galaxies and not a single person questioned it. We let everything slide in the ’80s. It was so great.
They’ve seen Goonies a lot already, but Aaron’s dead set on showing them every single star galaxy fighter whatever movie there is. The one where the dude wins a video game and then goes into space with Harold Hill from The Music Man. I mean, why couldn’t the whole movie have taken place at that adorable trailer park? It was so cute! And then another one with young River and Ethan. I can’t remember.
I feel like I had a point.
I miss the ’80s. These kids will never know the charm of that decade. It had a carefree looseness to it that nothing can come close to. Heck, maybe I’ll wear a side part today to celebrate! #genxforever
You’re still stuck on “raw appendix” aren’t you?
My friend Seth and I are going to run our own 10k tomorrow. YES, on purpose. We decided that since there aren’t any races this year, we’ll create our own! We’ll start at a trail next to a brewery (Aaron’s not convinced we’ll actually leave the brewery) and run all the way to Seth and Ashlee’s house in Coleman Highlands, where front porch beers will be waiting. (and deo, hey-oh!) It’s gonna be 65 degrees tomorrow. Need I say more?
Today Aaron and I are having a “date day” and we’re gonna drop of some glass recycling (our romance knows no ends), get a coffee at French Market and head downtown to look for antique swag lights, a small ornate pendant to put above our kitchen sink, and an antique stained glass window to put above our front door for when we vault the foyer. It’ll be ca-ute.
Wait, do ghosts have udders??