First, despite the magnificent salad/freaking ravenous incident, I weigh three pounds less today than I did on Monday. Woohoo! If I can do that again, my weight next Friday might start with a 21-something rather than the 22-something it’s been since I had the Short Kid. (Actually, looking at some pictures, I suspect around the time he was three I was hitting 23-something or more.) And, no, it’s not comfortable discussing my weight, but I’m not alone and maybe somebody will follow along and lose a few pounds, too.
I picture those three pounds like the little bit of snow you pack in your hand to start a snowball. It’s going to keep rolling and rolling, getting bigger and bigger. Someday, instead of those pounds being on me, they’re going to be a big-ass snowman I can keep at a distance.
Anyway, moving on because I don’t intend for this to become the Diet Blog of Doom, this morning the Short Kid needed a little help with his spelling homework early this morning. (Yes, he had Wednesday evening, but he gambled on the snow day, then he had all of yesterday to do it. He gets his procrastination skills from Mom, apparently.) The assignment? Use spelling words to form tongue twisters. He’d already done a few, but he was stuck on the last one.
This is what we came up with:
Nonvenomous nefarious nematodes nick nifty knickers.
(Nonvenomous being the word from the spelling list.)
Me: “Your teacher’s probably going to guess I had a hand in this one.”
SK: “I’ll probably be the only kid with underwear-stealing parasitic worms.”