Starting with some dulcimer carry-over….
1.) Every once in a while a dulcimer player will come through for a visit, and so far all the men have been Daves. Now my darling thinks all dulcimer players are named Dave! LOL!
2.) My darling also thinks that all dulcimer songs are about Joe, ie. “Cotton Eyed Joe”, “Down the River I Go, Uncle Joe”, “Old Joe Clark”.
3.) So my darling wants to know how Eliza Jane died on the train. I tell him it doesn’t say. He replies, “I think she was murdered, and I know who did it!” Of course I bite and ask who. “Joe!” ROFLOL!
4.) Allen chimes in, “NO! The EVIL MASTER OF THE UNDERWORLD paid Joe to kill Eliza Jane!” My darling just shakes his head. “These are dulcimer players, Al. There are no evil masters of the underworld!”
Back to my regularly scheduled program….
5.) My darling says that Hazel and I are the nursing Matrix because of her many crazy positions~LOL! How can she breath attached and standing with her bottom in the air?
6.) When Preston used to nurse, he’d always miss! OH was he FUNNY!
7.) Hazel had a rash recently, so I let her run around and get some air for a bit. She then must’ve done some kind of radioactive poop in the hall way, because the boys went BALLISTIC! They were holding back curtains and screaming, and when my darling asked for some napkins they didn’t move and shouted, “They’re over there!” This is my darling’s retelling of it anyway~OH the belly laughs hearing him go on and on and on!
8.) Preston calls a Menu a “recipe”.
9.) We happen to LOVE our ice cream man. Even Hazel who won’t let ANYONE get near her. He asked her recently if she wanted to come and play with his baby son, and she promptly shook her head no! HA HA HA HA HA!


I used to have a roommate who had a young daughte.r. I was babysitting her and when I heard the familar music of the ice cream truck. I didn’t pay much attention. I don’t recall this girl’s mom ever buying ice cream from the ice cream truck… but she knew exactly what it was. She came screaming out of her room, “The munix [music] truck, the munix truck. I need money! The munix truck is here and I need to get ice cream!” She was positively shaking with excitement!
I was laughing so hard I could hardly find my purse. We almost missed the munix man!
Yay! You’ve moved from HSB and now I can comment a lot easier! I will see if I can put your URL into Bloglines now and never miss a post.
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