Friday

Anna and Jonathan being brainwashed by PBSkids.org. They were watching a segment on the evils of regular white flour. They look so much alike in this picture. They definitely share some mannerisms and facial expressions. Below, you can see Jonathan showing off his bandaged fingers.
We had something sort of frightening happen this afternoon. Jonathan made a bad choice and decided to use a kitchen knife to cut a door in one of his houses he makes out of boxes. Dave had told him to wait a minute and he would do it. But once he gets focused on something like this, he can't seem to stop. He had been working on this box house since he got home from school and he was very fixed on getting that door cut. He cut his left index finger pretty badly. It was bleeding A LOT at first. I thought we might need to take him to get stitches. We called my Dad and he came right over and looked at it and told us it was fine. It was just soaking through so many paper towels at first, and I couldn't apply too much pressure because he was howling in pain. I am normally really good in bloody situations, but I have never seen that much blood come out of one of my kids before. It was not good. I was feeling pretty woozy and sick. We got the bleeding mostly stopped, washed it, and put band-aids on it. At that point, Jon was just so happy he didn't have to have stitches... Me too. We gave him some Motrin about an hour after it happened because it seemed to be swelling. Anna was totally white and pale and when I told her to get dressed with shoes on in case we had to go to the doctor, she ran and did it. I was glad to see that she was so concerned about her brother and that she was smart enough to understand that she needed to get herself ready quickly. Anyways, about 90 minutes later, and he is back to his frantic illustrating. He rarely plays with toys anymore, just draws and draws.

He did this one at school today during center time. It got all crumpled up in his backpack. It is an undersea picture, and you might be able to see the sea horses, the lobsters, the seal, shark, whale, and all the fish. I think it is fantastic.

Two of the above are some of his Spongebob Squarepants pictures. Can you see Sandy and Patrick? Spongebob's pineapple house? I always ask him how he thinks of what to draw, and he just shrugs and says, "I just think of them in my head." He has really been into creating what he calls "worlds" and also designing his own video game scenarios. This is so interesting from the kid who would never color as a toddler and preschooler, and who had to be coerced into cooperating in VPK art projects last year. All of the sudden, something just switched on. The other day he lost his video game privileges and he told me, "It's OK, Mama, because I can just play the video game in my head." He is right! I definitely can't control what goes on in there!
Dave and I got to go on our date morning today. We went to a new Thai place and it was surprisingly good. I got red curry vegetables, and it was so spicy and coconut creamy. We both loved our food and the leftovers made good dinner for us tonight. After we had lunch, we walked over to Marshall's. And I found the most beautiful black Michael Kors handbag. It had to be mine. I fell in love with a similiar one last summer, and talked myself out of purchasing it. Then I realized I was wrong, and I went back there (and OK, to several other stores like it) trying to find that bag. But it was gone. So when I found this bag today, and it was even more beautiful and perfect than the one from last summer, I purchased it. At a steep discount from its original price. Its original price was about half of our monthly mortgage for our house. I would never pay that much for a purse. And normally I wouldn't even pay as much as I did, but I did. It is so gorgeous. I can't even transfer my stuff into it yet. It is just that fabulous. I think I will have to look through my current stuff and decide which things are really worthy to be transferred into the new bag. Right now I just have it set up in my room. You know, with a little circle of candles around it. ;)
Also, Dave bought me a really cute dress. I have only been going to Weight Watchers for about three weeks, but I already feel a lot better about myself. I don't think it is that I've really lost that much weight (weigh-in is tomorrow!) but that I am feeling like I have regained control of myself, and I feel like I am doing something positive. Instead of just obsessing over my flappy arm fat and multiple chins and wondering to myself, how much would liposuction cost, just for my big toes? I think that is what WW does for me. It brings me out of my place of insanity and into a place of positivity. Self-hatred is destructive and it just makes me gain more weight. And it is just not right to think about getting your toes lipo-ed while driving down the road and eating a Krispy Kreme. This much I know.