I’ll be taking a few days off from the computer. A few days ago, Pete and Jenny removed the ball from my Trackball and played catch with it. Since they aren’t very good at the “catch” part of catch, it fell on the porcelain tile (the one small bit of it in the entire house) and cracked the outer shell of the ball rendering it completely useless for anything, but most especially for use as a Trackball. I have a generic mouse, but using it makes my hand (and forearm) hurt really badly. Typing is okay, but clicking, highlighting and dragging and dropping really cause me problems that don’t stop when I walk away from the computer.

{Sigh}

Jenny gets in moods where the only thing I can expect from her is trouble. These moments can last for hours, but fortunately their frequency is diminishing to perhaps once a week. If one of her trouble-making sessions coincides with one of Pete’s nothing in the house is safe! The rest of the time, though, Jenny can be pretty amusing and charming.

Yesterday afternoon, she lay down on the kitchen floor and stretched her arms out toward her feet and over her head. How big am I, Mommy? This big? I assured her that yes, she was that big – a big girl.

Then…can I have gum?

Her heart’s desire is to be big enough to be allowed to have gum. And too soon she will be.