31 for 21 Challenge – Day Twenty
Of course I wasn’t going to forget about “Not Me! Monday”. But I have to admit – I think I’m suffering from blogging exhaustion. If that isn’t a real condition, I think it should be. We are on day twenty of the 31 for 21 Challenge – blogging every single day for 31 days in a row. But I’m persevering (and I guess if you are reading this, you are too) in support of Down syndrome awareness month.
But lets get back to business and focus on what happened (or didn’t) around the Hodge Lodge this last week.
I might as well start with the biggest confession. I most certainly do not have a potty mouth. I never say bad words. Though I promise I’m working on it. (That is true.) Anyhow, you can imagine that Henry has picked up on a few ‘choice’ words and even manages to use them in context. I mean no – of course not – not our Henry.
So, we were reading some stories before nap-time, Charlie on my lap and Henry curled up beside me. I was reading “Love You Forever” (which by the way never makes me cry.) We were on the page when the little boy is nine years old.
“…he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometime his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!”
Henry most definitely did not put his hand on the page, indicating that he wanted me to stop reading. And he absolutely did not (no, not my son) ask me:
“What kind of bad words? Like s%$#and f@#*?”
Gulp. “Yes Henry, like those bad words.” And I quickly went on and finished the rest of the story.
And there is no way that I’m actually admitting this. Oh wait. I’m not…
Saturday, Henry did not go to his first birthday party with all of the kids from his class. Henry did not have a ball running around with his buddies and he did not miss his nap that afternoon, though this picture taken that evening would indicate otherwise….
Sunday, Alex and Henry did not spend the morning out at the golf course because Henry had to try out his new ‘wood.’ We would never buy a three year old a golf bag and a set of clubs. And Alex did not take Henry out for a round followed by lunch.
And continuing with the day of fun activities Alex did not take Henry out to the greatest place ever – our family friend’s farm. Henry did not get to see goats, pigs, dogs and even ride a horse. Oh, and he didn’t like it at all! (Thanks to Tony, Joe and Bob!)
And while this day o’ fun was taking place, my mom, Charlie and I were most certainly not indulging in a bit of retail therapy in Bellevue…