~~ Warning: Yuck Mentions/TMI~~
On Sunday morning, Figlia was crying because hubby and then I had been coercing her to brush her teeth and go pee. So M decided to take my happiness higher. He played ball with a raw egg in the living room.
M takes sleep time very seriously at night. In fact, he is so serious, that he starts chuckling when the lights are turned off, and he is gently eased onto the bed.
It's been really hot around here this season.
I have a lateral tear of the meniscus (right knee). It's been two weeks since I first went to the doctor for it. I have exercises and painkillers prescribed. I took painkillers for seven days, and that was good pain-wise, but it caused me gastric upset, and bloating. Also, doctor asked me to reduce weight (he has to be the last person on the earth to tell me that).
Raw egg- oh my!
ReplyDeleteYou make me so happy that I have a kid who asks before she does pretty much anything. I can just imagine:
ReplyDelete"Mom, can I have an egg to play with?"
"Are you crazy?!? Eggs are for eating, not playing!"
I suppose that you're in the part of the world (most of it, apparently) that doesn't keep eggs in the refrigerator on the highest shelf, though.
My sister tore her meniscus - she had surgery for it, I believe. At the time, she said the doctor told her that only football (American football) players tore their meniscus. You're welcome to use that, if proof of your obvious athletic ability becomes necessary. :)