Arlo is cutting some molars so he has been cranky. He found his spin brush to be the moth soothing, so we've let him carry around his toothbrush for the last few days. He's at that very difficult, wiggly, and destructive age between a year and 18 months. We spend most of our day chasing him around and saying "no".
We did water color paintings in family home evening this week and that was a big hit. We had a movie night on Saturday with movie theater style candy and popcorn. We made the family room dark and turned up the surround sound. We watched a movie they got for Christmas, and lets just say Jeff and I should have screened it first. Oh, well, that one has mysteriously disappeared.
I wasn't feeling well at work on Thursday and by Thursday night realized I was having a gallbladder attack. That doesn't sound like a real thing, but that is the term for it. I had a problem with my gallbladder when I was pregnant with Arlo and the doctor said I couldn't really do anything about until after he was born. So I ate zero fat from Thursday to Sunday and it was finally passing Sunday morning. I guess I need to make an appointment to see the primary care physician to get a referal to have it removed. Fun.
We had a peaceful Sunday, I talked Jeff into doing some family history research with me and we ended up having a great and productive time. In the evening, Felicity and I finally finished reading The Hobbit. It was long and a more difficult read than I remembed, for a 6 year old anyway. As we read I asked her questions and she seemed to be following quite well. My favorite was the chapter when Bilbo approaches the dragon Smaug and introduces himself in riddle.

"'I come from under the hill, and under the hills and over the hills my paths led. And through the air. I am he that walks unseen.'
'So I can well believe,' said Smaug, 'but that is hardly your usual name.'
'I am the clue-finder, the web-cutter, the stinging fly. I was chosen for the lucky number.'
'Lovely titles!' sneered the dragon. 'But lucky numbers don't always come off.'
'I am he that buries his friends alive and drowns them and draws them alive again from the water. I am from the end of a bag, but no bag went over me.'
'These don't sound credible,' scoffed Smaug.
'I am the friend of bears and the guest of eagles. I am Ringwinner and Luckwearer; and I am Barrel-rider,' went on Bilbo beginning to be please with his riddling."
Felicity and I discussed it and she understood all the riddle except the part about being from the end of a bag, but no bag went over me. When I reminded her that he was from Bag End and that the trolls never put him in a bag, she did a face palm, "duh, Mom". I was very proud of her, she is an amazing little person.
We are hoping for a happy healthy week to come and hope that is the same for all we love.











