Germs, Germs Everywhere

Over the past two days, I've battled the flu. Luckily, it was the good ole 24 hour flu, not H1N1, but still...felt pretty darn lousy yesterday. While not feeling well, I wouldn't let the kids climb on me and kept telling Drew that I was sick. So naturally, as any 3 year old would do, he kept asking "why are you sick?" and "How did you get sick?"

So while picking him up from daycare today, he asked again "why are you sick?" I decided that this is a perfect opportunity to give a little education about GERMS!

So I told him that I got germs and that this is why we wash our hands before eating - to get rid of germs because we don't want to get sick. (See, just trying to reinforce the necessity of hygiene.) So like a good 3 year old, he asks "why didn't you wash your hands?" And a woman who washes her hands quite a bit, I was taken aback. (I mean, who wants to be accused of not washing their hands???)

So I respond that there are a lot of ways to get germs. Some one could have coughed on me and that's why we cover our mouths when we cough...because coughing on other people can put germs on them. (Again, trying to tie the reasoning into why I nag him to cover his mouth.) And once again, he says, "Why did someone cough on you?"

Gotta love a 3-year olds sense of logic.

Luckily he decided to stop asking questions once I told him how germy the toilet is. I can only imagine how he would have followed that one up.

Running in the Dark

Over the past few weeks, I've noticed that there is reason to get out the door and do some exercise. Namely, that little flat piece of metal on the bathroom floor tells me numbers that I don't particularly care for. And last week it hit a number that made me go "uh oh."

So, I made myself get out the jogging stroller and jog over the weekend. As I thought back to my marathon days, I begrudgingly reminded myself that I have to run during the week too. Back in those days, I rolled into work around 9:00 (or later), so to go running beforehand, I got up around 6:00. Not so these days! Doing the math, I realized that I had to get up around 5:00 to get a short run in.

So after procrastinating the run for a few days, I got my rear out of bed at 5:10 and was outside by 5:15. As I looked up in the sky, I was amazed to see all the stars. It was incredible. It didn't take much effort to see the big dipper...and that's when I realized that perhaps it was a little early to be running. I mean, are we really supposed to be picking out constellations?

Of course the kicker was when I got back home (just before 6:00) and Patrick (still in bed) asks me where I went. (Exactly whereall could I have gone at 5:15 in the morning?) After he said that he heard the front door open, I laughed. It probably didn't matter if it was me opening the door or a burgler, there was no way he was getting out of bed!

Now, we shall see if I am able to repeat this tomorrow morning...

What Drew Says

Had to laugh tonight cause Drew was at the table and out of blue he started saying "Humpy Dumpy." And while I tried to correct him, he just couldn't get the "t's" in there. It's just wrong on a few levels...but all I could do was laugh.

And of course there was last night when he uttered, "I don't like macaroni & cheese, feed me green beans." Well, when a kid demands his green beans I guess you just HAVE to give in.

And have I mentioned that Drew likes to "make" guns and "shoot" them? By making guns, I mean that he will put 2 pieces of train track together and call it a gun, or pick up a stick and call it a gun, or even just use his hand in the gun shape. Needless to say, when he did this at school, and "shot" at a teacher, he got in trouble. (An "office" time out mind you.) So now he is well aware that shooting is not allowed...which is why whenever he "makes" a gun, it's now a squirter. And no, neither Patrick nor I told him this, he came up with the water gun loophole all on his own. I don't know whether to be proud of his ingenuity or shake my head because I am in for some crazy years ahead.