favorite times of day

Eileen and I have great and deep conversations in the car and in the bath we play fun games.
Yesterday in the bath, she played teacher and had me be a kid. I decided to ham it up and be a kid pretending to be a monkey. This leads naturally to amusing ways to correct unlady-like behavior...like "The Monkey Advisory Board (MAB) strongly protests the use of bath water as a drink. Such items might contain colors and/or soaps not advisable for consumption by monkey type creatures."
Recent car discussions have included her plans to attend medical school in Pittsburgh next year. She has heard that they have good libraries in medical school. So, Doogie Houser -- watch out. If she starts medical school at 3.5 years old, you can imagine where this will go.

News from the home front

Eileen will be in preschool 5 days a week next year instead of her current 2 days. I can't wait. So, why am I interested in hiring someone to help clean my house? I think I have lost my mind.

Other signs include getting upset over a needle breaking at the end of a knitting project. Inviting my parents to stay with us for a weekend. Forgetting the date that Eric needed me for something. Singing with Eileen's electronic entertainment devices. Dayenu

Meanwhile, Passover in Wichita Falls is at best awful. To get Kosher for Passover Matzos takes looking in 5 shops. To get matzos meal required special ordering on line or driving more than 2 hours.

Haag Sameach everyone...from your whiny friend -- Karen