Home, with anecdotes
So I stayed home from work today with what feels an awful lot like the flu. Are you supposed to get the flu already? I've always been precocious. I sure hope it doesn't travel on to the little ones. Alex had the day off of from school for a workday, and our blessed and sainted babysitter Mayra took him and Alex away for about five hours to Playspace, the mall, and to play outside, with her mom and her younger sisters who adopted Alex as a sort of mascot. Alex claimed that the ten-year-old "looked like Susan". She doesn't look anything like Susan, but I thought Susan would appreciate the youthful shout-out.
When she brought them back, Alex said "Hi Mom! I forgot about you!". When I asked him about it later, he said, "well, I forgot that you were home sick so what I really meant was, 'I forgot about you! Being at home!" Comedic pause. "Actually, I did forget about you."
My old vacuum cleaner has been working less and less well lately, so I finally bought a secondhand Kirby. It's only five years old but it looks like it is from 1950. It is carved out of a solid block of stainless steel, weighs a metric ton, comes with 75 attachments including shampooer, and is built (and priced) to last. The Kirby company does not care about ease or convenience or low prices or made in China plastic accessories or selling its bags in convenient retail locations. You are going to read the manual to figure out how to work this thing or you will buy another vacuum cleaner, dang it! Alex loves this vacuum cleaner because of the complicated maneuvers to deattach and attach the attachments. So after forgetting about me, he spent a good hour with the Kirby, doing everything with it except, of course, actually vacuuming.
And the final funny moment of the night was when he noticed the following icon on a DVD cover. He immediately recognizes the "no _____ing" symbol and loves trying to figure out what is prohibited. He asked me what it was, and I said you weren't allowed to copy the DVD. "Oh. I thought it was saying, if you want to throw this DVD away, don't throw it in the toilet!"
When she brought them back, Alex said "Hi Mom! I forgot about you!". When I asked him about it later, he said, "well, I forgot that you were home sick so what I really meant was, 'I forgot about you! Being at home!" Comedic pause. "Actually, I did forget about you."
My old vacuum cleaner has been working less and less well lately, so I finally bought a secondhand Kirby. It's only five years old but it looks like it is from 1950. It is carved out of a solid block of stainless steel, weighs a metric ton, comes with 75 attachments including shampooer, and is built (and priced) to last. The Kirby company does not care about ease or convenience or low prices or made in China plastic accessories or selling its bags in convenient retail locations. You are going to read the manual to figure out how to work this thing or you will buy another vacuum cleaner, dang it! Alex loves this vacuum cleaner because of the complicated maneuvers to deattach and attach the attachments. So after forgetting about me, he spent a good hour with the Kirby, doing everything with it except, of course, actually vacuuming.
And the final funny moment of the night was when he noticed the following icon on a DVD cover. He immediately recognizes the "no _____ing" symbol and loves trying to figure out what is prohibited. He asked me what it was, and I said you weren't allowed to copy the DVD. "Oh. I thought it was saying, if you want to throw this DVD away, don't throw it in the toilet!"