Last night, Declan and I had a dance party to the Beatles. The first thng he said this morning, before even Good Morning, was “Can I listen the the Beatles now???” Good man.
A friend who joined us for trick-or-treating was asking me if we were happy with Windsource, Colorado’s wind energy program. Can you say HELL YEAH!? This program allows you to sign up (and pay a little extra) for energy generated at Northern Colorado wind farms (if you have ever been up there, you know there is a butt-load of wind up there.) Apparently, Colorado has the largest volunteer program of this kind in the country. Proving that we are not as red state as some may believe. All I know is, it makes me blissfully happy to know that 100% of my electricity comes from a renewable source. (shhh… don’t tell anyone it really doesn’t cost that much).
Bryan just called. Declan had a dental checkup this morning. First off, he did AWESOME. He let the dentist do all sorts of poking and prodding…. and his teeth look really good. WTG Dex! BUT. The dentist says he needs to get rid of his “lovie”- OH MY GOD. His lovie is actually a set of 14 blue stuffed puppies, whose ears he sucks whenever he is tired, upset or just needs some luff (to quote Luka Bloom). The dentist says that the sucking has moved his teeth about 6mm already… and that adult teeth follow the pattern of baby teeth… So the sucking is only going to continue to make it worse. Eek.
He got his first Puppy from Oma while still in the NICU… That original puppy was bigger than Declan was. As he grew, he developed a taste for their ears, and we stockpiled puppies to be able to wash and rotate them.
Sigh… How the hell are we going to get this kid to give them up???
Tomorrow we learn the fate of our cat, Finn. Both Declan and I are getting allergy skin tested, and we suspect Declan has a cat allergy like his Daddy. I am really looking forward to watching my son get pricked by a needle about a 100 times, and even more so, I can’t wait to go through it myself. Worse yet will be when we see a huge welt on Declan’s back when they insert kitty fur.
Having candy in the house is a slippery slope for a diabetic. It calls to you. If it weren’t here, you would going on your merry little way, not really missing its existence. But when it is here… you want it… you need it… you… you… you… um, anyway, so – I just threw it all away.
Don’t worry – I wasn’t too Scroogey… Declan got to eat some candy after trick or treating. And he got candy at school (but that is a story for another day!)…. And he had fun at both the Boo at the Zoo and walking around our neighborhood scaring the pants off people in his Elmo costume.