The Queen's Rambles

Isn’t she cute? That’s what her face looks like all the time, except when a camera is pointed at her.

One of the great things about living in the DC area is that we have people we know randomly visit the area for other reasons and we get to see them! That never happened when we lived in Kiruna. Unless we knew a crazy person who thought spending a night in the ice hotel was fun, it would have never happened. Nor did it happen in Klamath Falls. Unless we knew a crazy person who wanted to shoot animals or fish it never would have happened. Crazy for wanting to do those things in KF, not crazy for wanting to do those things. Though I would never want to do those things.

Our long time book-club friend, Leslie, came out for work and spent a night with us. Erik was estactic. He was confused because he thought Bethany’s daughter, Annalie, was going to be spending the night no matter how many times I told him Leslie was a grown-up lady. I thought he would be disappointed when she arrived, but no. He was immediately smitten and spent a lot of time trying to get her attention in that oh-so-not-adorable way five year olds have. Poor Leslie. Not only did he try to make out with her, which she deftly deflected, he pulled his pants down and sort of half-mooned her with a frisbee as cover.

I hope she comes back, but I wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t. Twenty-four hours with a five year old who loves you can be intense.

We did invent some fun games: Tape Up the Kid and Tie Up the Kid. Don’t worry. No kids were harmed in the games, but it did keep the boy busy for approximately 16 seconds.

Leslie and I have a lot of similiar tastes in books and shows, so it was really fun to introduce her to the BBC version of Being Human. I was confused that it was recording b/c I had dumped the American version from my DVR and didn’t realize the new season of the BBC version was out. I did a little dance of joy when I realized what was happening. I had almost lost faith after watching 20 minutes of the American version, but season three is back and better than ever.

Where was I?

I have lost my train of thought. I just had to dish out ice cream and reprimands, which always makes me a little fuzzy. I’m sure I had something important to say.

The screaming. I could talk about the screaming.

Erik has suddenly decided to scream a horrible, ear splitting scream every time something startles him, Elsa comes near him, Elsa goes near something she shouldn’t have, or I look like I am content and happy and he wants to piss me off.

That last might not be true, but it feels true.

In an effort to not beat him about the head, I’m sending him to his room every single time he does it. I hope the behavior is extinguished quickly because I’d hate to have to turn him over to an orphanage after all these years together.

And he is pretty cute. (click through for some more pictures if you are so inclined)

That’s about it. If you want to read something very worth reading and that I wish I had written, click HERE. It’s a post about the importance of free choice and women’s rights by one of my college friends. I love her so much. I didn’t really know her in college because she was a freshmen when I was a senior, but I’ve been following her blog for awhile now and she is very articulate, intelligent, funny and an all around great person.