This morning my friend Melanie/Donutbabe called to invite Aurelia and me over for a walk with her kids. She was amply equipped with strollers and wagons and the like. Her kids were riding in the double stroller and Aurelia decided the wagon was a great thing. About 3/4 of the way through our walk, Aurelia decides now is a good time to get out and pull the wagon herself. (Clearly, her evaluation of my wagon pulling skills left much to be desired). About this time a couple of tagless dogs of a questionable breed decide to begin hanging around. Melanie assures me that she has heard the dogs are harmless. Now Aurelia is pulling the wagon slightly faster than the earth orbits the sun and we are being followed by "friendly" dogs. So, of course, that means it is a good idea to trip and skin her fingers. Quick inspection, everything is fine. I pick her up (so she won't be dog food) and pull the wagon. About twenty feet later, I look over and am shocked to see she looks like she just ate somebody whole. Her skinned fingers were bleeding and she sucks her index finger. The effect was slightly akin to Hannibal Lecter (sp?). But I decided that if necessary, I could use this to scare the dogs by turning her around and letting her do her cutesy kitty meow with her blood covered face.


Later, on the way back from visiting my mother in Charleston, Daniel and I had a conversation. A very bizarre and disconcerting conversation. After being on the subject of going to heaven (he is a little OCD about that) he started to name people he might pick out babies for (which is what he believes people do in heaven). He started to say April, but then decided she would be in heaven first due to her age. Sorry, April. Then, he picked Aurelia. I suggested that, perhaps, he may grow up, have his own kids, and when arriving at heaven he could send babies to them. He said maybe it would be a boy and girl and they would get married. I said, I don't think so. That led to him saying he was going to marry Aurelia. I replied, you can't she is your sister. Then my darling Daniel, who loves me the mostest, said, "You will be in heaven before me. You can't stop me. I'm marrying Aurelia." Um, ok. I just hope he changes his mind before Aurelia has to set him straight. If I had a picture of young girly Damien this morning, he may well have been dissuaded. Oh well, at least we are in WV. (SO SORRY, it had to be said.)

I would like to plug a couple of other blogs.
There is a message board for WV bloggers at
http://www.wvbloggers.com/index.php
Jenny Hobson's blog
http://jennym123.diaryland.com/
and Melanie/Donutbabe's site
www.donutbuzz.com


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