The day before yesterday I took them to the Children's Museum, which was fun but hard, like every other damned thing. Felicity's skirt fell off her as she walked into the museum, so I had to buy her some too-large and too-expensive pants, and she didn't want me to ride with her on the Carousel, but you *have* to ride with your three year old, so I had to stand two horses behind her, with some other family, who thought I was crazy.
People are nuts. Here it is, the Christmas season, and I am smack dab in the middle of the Friendly Hoosier State and I swear to God, not one person looked me in the eye yesterday. I would have loved to have shared that Felicity wanted me to stay back, I thought it was funny, but nobody would make eye contact with me! I didn't want to be their best friend (GOD KNOWS) but I just wanted to speak to someone, what the hell? After we got off the Carousel, Felicity was eating all this fake food at the fake ice cream shop, and this mom and I commiserated about how gross that was and how dumb it is to do, but I think that is the only person I talked to all day.
Anyway, we have been trying to have Christmas Break Fun but it's challenging because everyone keeps getting sick. Felicity was sick early last week and she has actually been okay ever since but God knows how long she will stay that way, because since she's been sick, and missed her last two damned days of preschool before her two week break, Maria was sick, Veronica was sick, Anthony was sick, then Maria was sick AGAIN and Veronica woke up sick this morning, so who the hell knows what will happen. So far, so good, with Felicity.
She is still impossible to take anywhere. I mean, I have to take her everywhere because she wants to go but she still, like, refuses to leave her damned shoes on. Yesterday I was talking to my friend Adam when we were at the Eiteljorg, I had placed myself so I could see all three girls, and I looked over in the shop they have set up, where they sell like dry goods and also Chinese slipper and there on the shelf were Felicity's shoes, ha! Right now she is standing in front of me, mad and crying, because she has one arm out of her nightgown but she still wants to wear her nightgown. Or something. She is infuriating, she never seems to know what the hell she wants but she is very serious about it, whatever it is. But she's so cute and when she was sick, no matter how she felt, when I said "how are you feeling?", she'd say "bettah". I hope she has a Merry Christmas and I hope that 2015 is her best year yet. For all of our sakes, ha!
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