...and barely got up this mornin'.
whew!
This day, an interview with my son, the worker man. Spurred on by the fact that my sinuses seem to weigh 40+ lbs. and I have an entire weekend of work work work laid all over my dining room table. All I want is a nap! Josh came home and plopped on the couch last night, and then I went down for the count much later in the eve. I have all my prayers geared towards making it through a busy weekend and that our kiddos don't get this weirdness. Perhaps the lovely Indiana weather (90+ for two days, then drizzly rain need a long sleeve for three days) has something to do with our ails.
This morning, on our daily drive to take care of some kitty-sitting, Jonah says to me, "Mom, this has been the best summer. I learned to ride my bike, I learned to swim and jump off the dibing (diving) board. I learned it all."
And now, an extension of that interview from this a.m.:
Me: Jonah, if you could pick anything to do the rest of your summer, what would it be?
JC: I don't know, do you know? I can't do that much words... (all while writing down his worker list, and receiving phone calls from Pete - Josh's worker man that our kids constantly pretend to be on the phone with...Pete: you are infamous. Used to be Trevor Apple, now we have moved on to Pete.)
M: What has been the best part of your summer?
JC: Is it still winter momma? No.
M: What do you want to be when you grow up?
JC: I wanna be....(tapping pencil on forehead) a Rush Shelby Energy worker and a sidewalk maker. With a big dumptruck.
M: What's your favorite food in the summer?
JC: Do you know what this spells? I don't know.
This isn't going so well...
JC: I need my own website so I can put myself on my own website. Mommy, telling questions is just that hard. Hold on a minute. I think I heard one of my work friends outside.
(He is definitely over this interview thing.)
JC: Still got time.
M: For what?
JC: For working.
M: Don't do that please. (shoving paper in the opposite way in my new printer)
JC: I am not (while doing.)
This ship is sinking fast.
JC: Hang on a minute mom. I have to go get some tools.
Well, that's just plain funny to me when I read back over it. I've done many an interview, but none quite so silly. Maybe it's the cold meds too, but nonetheless, he is priceless!
Happy I hope it's not drizzly where you are day.

later today, more on this and the awesome program I am happy to participate in: Blogging for Beads!
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