Trying to figure it out...

A few days ago I overheard Ben telling Rachel about his dream. I think there was something about a snake and him trying to "defeat" it. Then he said:

"Do you remember that Rachel?"

"Why would I remember that Ben?"

"Because you were in my dream, you should remember it!"

I had to explain that it doesn't quite work that way.

Then last Saturday Bryan took the kids to the pet store and they went in the cat room to pet the cats. Bryan didn't go with them because he is allergic. The kids know he is allergic and have been told that they can never have a pet cat. When they came out, this was their conversation:

Ben: "You're allergic to cats, Dad?"

Bryan: "Yes Ben."

Ben: "Will you always be allergic to cats?"

Bryan: "Yes. There is medicine I can take if I am around them sometimes, but I'll always be allergic to them."

Ben: "Will you be allergic to them when you die?"

Bryan: "No, I won't be allergic anymore after I die."

Ben: "You're going to die first, right, because you're the oldest?"

Bryan: "Yes."

Ben: "Can we have a cat when you die?!!"

Bryan: "Do you want me to die so that you can have a cat, Ben?"

Ben: "Yeah!!"

New Year 2010

We had a fairly quiet New Years this year at home with the kids and Grandma.

We did a countdown with confetti poppers and a toast with sparkling cider at about 9:45. That was as late as my kiddos would make it.

Unfortunately that was not the end of celebration, because at midnight we were welcoming in the new year with the cleaning up of Rachel's throw-up. Ah...the beginning of flu season. Good times.