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CV-19 - Social Distancing 2020



Are you distancing?

 We are distancing.

 Here's a bit of an update.

 The Boy and I are still living at my parents house. He is 3 and some change. He knows his alphabet. We tell complex stories. I'm seeing a wonderful man. He's an attorney in town. Currently we are all "social distancing". I'm working from home (as is most everyone these days) answering calls for an attorney answering service. Myles is at home full time, thanks to CV19. His dad and I pulled him early.

 Let's see what else is happening in life. Boobs: Totally perfect. No issues. Twice in two months they flipped, one on each side. The first time I went to the doctor and they flipped the boob. The second time I did it myself. So easy. *Don't try this at home.

 Currently, we are just living life. Our lifestyle just happens to correspond with CV19 and social distancing.

 I'm teaching The Boy to write his ABC's and trying to balance working from 10-6 with spending time and taking care of a three year old boy. He's so dang smart, it's fairly easy. Well, some days.

 I've been writing a lot, and maybe some of it will make it here. Maybe not. Depends on the copyrighting process.
Otherwise, I'm saving for a house. It's very slow going. And watching, along with the world, the rapid transformation of our society.

 Recently I had a conversation with The Boy:

Mom: What's your favorite food?

 The Boy: Chicken Nuggets (this is a lie. This child does NOT eat chicken nuggets for me anymore).

 Mom: What do you want to be when you grow up?

 The Boy: Marshall. (That is from Paw Patrol)

 Mom: What's your favorite color?

 The Boy: Red. (It was blue last time I asked.)

 Mom:  Who is your friend at school?

 The Boy: Sally Joe (She gave him a thank you card for her birthday gift and he said, "Awwwww.")

 Mom: What makes you sad?

 The Boy: Nothing.

 Mom: How old is Mommy?

 The Boy: I don't know.

 Mom: What do you like to draw.

 The Boy: A house.

 Mom: What makes you laugh?

 The Boy: Funny hair!

 Mom: What's your favorite thing to do?

 The Boy: Play!

 Mom: Play with what?

 The Boy: With my treehouse!

 Mom: What are you really good at?

 The Boy: Painting! (Uh... what?)

 Mom: What's your favorite place to go?

 The Boy: To the zoo!

 Mom: What is something Mommy always says to you?

 The Boy: She says, "no".

 Mom: What is your favorite toy?

 The Boy: My treehouse.

 Mom: What's your favorite thing about bath time?

 The Boy: Playing with bubbles!

 Mom: What is your favorite book?

 The Boy: Wocket in my Pocket.
He's so - well spoken for a three year old. He talks like a six year old, according to people who meet him. Raising him is the best part of my life.
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