Archive for August, 2006

Recessed nerves

Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

My ring finger on my right hand hurts. A few weeks back, practicing for the eminent flag football season, I jammed the same finger twice within minutes; once making an attempt to catch a poorly thrown ball around my ankles and another time when a co-defender taking a swat at an incoming pass missed the ball but found my finger. YOW. The middle knuckle of the digit remains swollen and the finger does not extend straight although the purple tint of ruptured vessels finally disappeared. Amy points out - it’s broken! Whatever. This is football, and I have no sense…which leads into the topic at hand.

We don’t spank our kids - unless the situation is dangerous and absolutely necessitates it. For example: pushing your younger brother’s face into the floor will get you a “No, no, no- that’s not very nice. Tell Trey you’re sorry, please. ‘Sowwy, Baby Twey’. Thank you good girl.” whereas sticking one’s tiny fingers into the electrical outlet gets you a “NO,NO,NO!” with an accompanying slap on the back of the hand. Baby Trey has become quite familiar with this routine. He tries to put his finger in the outlet; we scream “NO, NO, NO” and give him a hand slap - he laughs.  He tries it again, we “NO, NO, NO” and slap - this time he laughs albeit with less enthusiasm. This continues on - three time - four times -By the fifth time we get a wimper, not due to inflicted pain but rather the frustration of not being permitted to fry one’s self. With that, he ultimately gives up and moves back to Matchbox cars and Tea sets. The problem these days is that each slap hurts me more than it hurts him - literally, shooting lightning bolts of pain through the crippled phalanges of my busted digit. I’m certain he knows it too, the little bugger, cause he’s determined - he’s getting that electric outlet, the cat’s tail, the electrical/telephone cords, whatever -he’s getting it. Amelia points out that it’s not so much my finger, as it is that Treys got no sense - meaning a high pain threshold. “I swear the kids got recessed nerves.” She continues, “It’s like his nerves are too deep below the surface of the skin so that he can’t feel it!” Interesting hypothesis, I must admit. However, a quick but incomplete search of the database doesn’t reveal any genetic disorders resulting in “recessed nerves”. He’s a tough little bugger!

Protected: Our little four-toothed bugger

Tuesday, August 29th, 2006

Deer-butt stops highway traffic

Tuesday, August 29th, 2006

Pin the Horn on the Unicorn’s _____.

Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006

Protected: From the mouths of babes….

Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006

The Raconteurs - Broken Boy Soldiers

Monday, August 21st, 2006