- The Dubow house has been a petri dish of bacteria recently. All kinds of sickness has passed through our house....stomach bug, bronchitis, common cold, pink eye, ear infections, more pink eye. The other day while I was at work Amy texted me a picture of a rash on Kate asking if it looked bad. Initially, I thought not really, but then I thought if I get an email with a picture of a rash it is probably VERY BAD. Just Google rash and check out all the pictures. Not one picture on Google images can I look at without not wanting to vomit....a sure sign that if you take a picture of a rash it is more than likely not good. Oh Yeah - Kate is fine, so maybe the lesson is don't Google "Rash"
- Tommy has learned the joys of peeing outside. I believe he thinks the world is his urinal. He marks his territory in our yard more than our dog. See picture in previous post. When he has to go and he is outside, he goes. It could be in a parking lot, it could be in our neighbors yard, it could be in the woods, it could at the park. The other day he treid to pee on the play ground....at the bottom of the slide. Luckily, I was able to get him to go on a tree nearby. Amy asked me what I would have done if he peed at the bottom of this slide. I am not sure what I would have done, but I do know I would never go back to that play ground again.
- I believe most people in America have been kicked out of a bowling alley at least once in their lifetime. Well Tommy and his friend Jonah got an early start with this. While Amy went to her book club, Dave and I went bowling with Tommy and Jonah. Apparently, bowling alley employees do not like kids rolling multiple balls at the same time and then reseting the pins (click here)......I guess it breaks the machine or something. Tommy and Jonah had a blast prior to being removed from the bowling alley.
- Kate is walking. She looks like a drunken sailor.
- We eventually got hugs
- Tommy has started to give a lot of thought to his upcoming birthday. It started a while back when he started telling everybody that he is getting a scooter for his birthday. The other day I asked him what else he wanted and he said, "I'm going to turn brown when I'm three." Ummm...what? Apparently Tommy had decided that he would like to be brown like his best friend, Jonah. I have tried numerous times to explain to him that he will, in fact, NOT be turning brown, but he just doesn't seem to want to accept it. I hope that he isn't too disappointed when he wakes up white on the 30th of May.
- Apparently being brown is on Tommy's mind. The other day at the park Tommy was playing with Jonah when all of a sudden Tommy noticed a Black family walking by. His little face lit up and he started yelling, "Look Jonah! They're brown! Just like you!" Okay...very embarrasing for the mother!!! I was sweating bullets the next day when we arrived at the park to find a lady with one leg walking around. Thank God this did not seem to interest Tommy as much as the "brown people".
