Turning around

Papa is coming out of the woods. His sodium is coming up and blood pressure is coming down. So now his mind is easing and unscrambling and he's starting to put two and two together. Only problem is he started swearing like a sailor when this was happening and he doesn't normally do that. I'm sure the staff is openminded about it and realize he's just coming out of it.

Class on Tuesday was interesting. We had a two hour discussion on The Great Gatsby (which I finished on Satuday). When I say discussion, I mean we asked the questions and the teacher answered them. One of our assignments as a group was to put together questions for class discussion. Not for "stump the teacher". The point was to show how much we have learned from the book not how much she know's about it from the last 20 years of teaching it. Sometimes I really hate that. We know she knows the stuff, that is why she is up there.

"Santa" got Quinn a radio for Christmas last year. He absolutely loves that thing. He even calls it a "ray-e-o". Last night he wanted to play with it, so we spent some time dancing to Mickey Mouse and friends. We were marching up and down the hall to m-i-c-k-e-y-m-o-u-s-e. It's ok to look like an idiot in front of your toddler! They don't care. Then we would dance together, or him and Jay did "ring around the rosie" (which by the way the words never made sense to me). Pocket full of posies; ashes, ashes; we all fall down....what is that? Oh well the kids love it!