That Just Shot Me!

Funnies first, as per usual.  As we were coming home from the kids' eye doctor and from a used book store, the kids and my hubby were hungry, so we pulled off at a fast food restaurant.  I'm not one who enjoys eating in a restaurant, or a burger joint as it was but seeing the slide inside and hearing the kids' excitement rallied me on.  We ate burgers, of course, it's either that or chicken nuggets, and knowing a chicken factory was very nearby made the cow seem more appealing than the chicken. 

Hot Rod and Princess quickly consumed as much food as was necessary in order to get up from the table to play on the slide.  Pounding small feet quickly onto the purple steps, which turned and turned until finally they were at the top, before scurrying across the tunnels and over to the slide.  Up and down their small bodies moved, repetitiously they climbed then slid down the spiral slide.  During their downward journey the sounds of laughs, giggles, and squeals of joy emanated from the tube as did the clicking of static electricity followed by 'Ouch!'.

Princess pulled herself from the tunnel, looking as though she was part of a Van de Graaff generator science experiment.  Wisps of blonde hair stood from her head in an adorable Medusa-esque quality (minus the snakes, of course!!) floating in the breeze in the room.  I laughed, and asked her, "Did that shock you?"  To which Princess replied, "Yes!  That thing just shot me!!"  Full of ire, how dare that fun slide shoot her!  I'm laughing heartily, and tell her to tell Daddy what that slide just did. She pulls completely free from the slide, stands on the floor in front of the fun contraption and said:  "Daddy!  That thing just shot me!" 

Hubby and I laughed and I announced my new blogging subject.  If only I had had a video camera with me to see her standing there, prissily declaring that she had just been shot by a slide!  All that was missing was her hand on her hip - the eyebrows were already furrowed, her 'hateful' look plastered on her small, adorable face and attitude pouring off her in waves.  God, please help me when she's older...I foresee much more attitude, tears and lots of laughter (okay I'll take that part). 

Now I'm off to finish reading my book, after giving Princess some Benedryl, she's broken out in hives (again) and I can't figure out what it's from.  For most kids you'd think:  Oh she'll have an easy night, that medicine will knock her right out.  I have one word for you...WRONG!  Benedryl with Princess is like giving pure sugar to a kid all day, overdosing on caffeine, or something equally as energy inducing.  She will be climbing the walls, hanging from the ceiling fan and torturing the dogs later.  Okay, not to that extreme, but she won't be ready to sleep anytime soon.  Again, God, please help me? lol.