Thursday, December 20, 2012

Punch drunk parents



December 20, 2012

Ethan the two and a half year old terrible tempered strong willed Mohammed Ali lookalike is extracting one YouTube video after another on his Ipad. If only he could communicate directly with some precision I could gain much needed technical direction to upload programs onto my Ipod. If he didn’t run around on his tip toes naked from the waist down and every suspicious puddle of liquid on the floor turns out to be his urine, I would suspect he was a genius.

Last night was a fiesta of mosquitoes in my sleeping area. One of those nights when I don’t think I slept a wink. Drinking incredibly sweet soda and eating butter cookies while chatting in hushed voices with the other adults well into the wee hours of the morning may have had something to do with the restlessness. Passed around a margarita of sorts to accompany lunch today. Lights flashed off and on several times so everything electronic had to be shut down. Denise informed me more than a number of appliances have burned-out their motors so she was emphatic that I not wait on-line for notices of Taelor. She has been diagnosed with mono and a sinus infection, suffered from major dehydration and had to go to the hospital. Having to nap every few hours during the day is wiping her out. She sounds weary and needy. Wish I could be there to hold a cup of water to her lush lips and place a damp cloth on her widow-peaked forehead, rub her back and substantial head of hair.

Planning out the extensive holiday food menu for midnight Christmas dinner. As long as I have plenty of greens and desserts, I am satisfied!  

Weather reports declare tomorrow will be hit a ghastly 100 degrees. We may all dog pile into the above ground pool with cachacas in hand, the kids will just have to make do with chocolate milk or coke. Parents sprinkle sugar on Frosted Flakes, add it to chocolate milk mix, allow the children to eat cookies and chocolate upon waking and I have to swallow my immediate alarmed and perilous expression.

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