White Lightning Axiom: Redux

It was a fairly confusing day yesterday. Jake had a doctor's appointment to follow up on his ear infection. The appointment was at 1730 so the Mrs had the DayCare Professional Staff deliver him to the front door at 1645 so Alexis would not demand to go with. She was to be my charge when I got there at 1700. When I arrived, she was playing outside in one of the fenced in exercise yards with the rest of the horde participating in a 'Pig-Pen' look-alike contest. She saw me at a distance and started scaling the chain-link gate. By the time I got there, she had nearly made it to the top of the 12 foot gate. Well, that pretty much tells me that we will need to start putting cyclone wire at the top of ours ... probably put a mild electric charge through it as well. Escape artists, both of them.

While we were driving back to the manor, she was curious as to why Jacob was not coming home with us. She asked over and over again where mommy and Jacob were. On the 20th inquiry, she actually answered her own question and that was the end of it. Whew, one more where/why and I think I would have to start making things up ... like I usually do. We spend the next few hours playing on the swing set and going for a ride around the neighborhood on the wagon. If there is anything she sits still for it is the wagon. She wont even stay in place for television. I like to tell her that the red Radio Flyer is her first car, she seems to agree. I'll dread the day that she asks for her own little red sports car - I'll be saying no. That is, if we still have 'cars' in 15 years. And we still drive them ourselves. Where is MY flying car, its after 2000. Anyways, I give the Mrs a call at 1800 and she is still sequestered in one of the holding cells at the pediatrician's office. Saw the nurse 30 minutes ago and Jake is busy tearing up the appliances in the room. What can you expect from a 2 year old being told that he needs to wait for 30 minutes. Heh, 30 seconds is a major deal at that age. Flash forward in time to near 1830 when the Mrs enters the Mansion via the CarPort airlock. Jake comes bolting in with his signature grin adorning his face. The diagnosis: The ear infection from a few weeks ago never went away. Well, that explains the unpleasant liaison the last couple of nights. After dinner (which went well), desert (icecream, which went even better) and a significant play time with copious rough-housing we filled him up with several droppers of various narcotics and antibiotics. A bit of opium, some tetrionic inhibitors, gamma radiation ... we'll get this infection yet. Since the Mrs and I were exhausted (and the kids sedated), we all enjoyed a sublime nights sleep.

The Mrs and I come to at 0610 and go through the morning ritual. Things go smoothly and we exit the carport at 0655. All the lunches were prepared the night before so all that needed to be done was to pack-n-go. The turnpike was still a mess, mostly because of construction. Apparently, not only are they raising the speed limit to 65, but they are expanding the road to be 3 lanes even further west. I saw a sign (nice painted 1950's style) showing a gorgeous road with pretty, clean cars all evenly spaced and a big propaganda style caption below it: "Turnpike expansion, your tolls at work!". I think they meant 'Trolls at work' since they are knocking down several bridges between Mid-County and KOP. Those poor bridge trolls, where will they live now?

# posted by mdmhvonpa @ 6:51 PM