So this may seem like a really dumb argument, especially when you consider the two sides of the argument are not children. Yes folks, we're talking about grown adults in their 30s. Ain't life grand?
My supervisor and I were talking about when I would have my coaching session for the week. I asked him if I should plan on it when I returned from my lunch. His response was, "Yes. Unless I'm not here because then I'm there, but if I'm not there then I'm in between." My answer: "In between in not a place!" Thus the argument began. Sigh. Really, two grown adults. One man. One woman.
The woman states, "In between in NOT a place, because you're not here or there. You could be anywhere or somewhere."
The man says, "Yes it is, because I'm not here or there, I'm in between."
We even pulled another "neutral" 3rd party into it. It was another man. We wanted a decision on who was right. His remarks were that he could see both perspectives. Really folks. Someone has to be right and I vote for the woman! Me, of course.
You can be here, there, anywhere, somewhere, everywhere, and nowhere, but clearly "in between" is not a place. Notice the similarities in the above list of words. All of them have "ere" at the end. "In between" doesn't have the letter 'r' to make the "ere".
So we put it to you fine people.... Is "in between" a place? Let me know!
An ongoing blog about my (our) family life and our very confusing family, its tree and all the monkeys that climb in it.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Injuries are for the girls!
So this is my first blog post really. My 15-year-old son, Chris, thought I should write one about my daughters, but I felt it would be more fun and interesting to write about all the crazy things that happen to our family. I'm going to start with some recent events.
I wasn't feeling well on Tuesday so I stayed home from school, only to hear from Derek, my daughters' father and my ex-husband, that he was taking my baby girl to the doctor because her arm was sore. This was all via text message so I just asked that he let me know what was up. As it turns out, my 4-1/2-year-old daughter, Shaenin, had cracked her collar bone. It's a break, but not all the way through the bone. It made her arm sore and she didn't want to use it a whole lot and the doctor said she needed to keep it in a sling for at least a week to rest it and let the bone start to mend. Apparently this is a common occurance and it's not unusual for kids to break their collar bone and on top of all that, it'll mend on its own as long as she rests.
I'm just wondering why I have FOUR boys and TWO girls and my girls have managed to break, split and bruise more than the boys. Shaenin has cut her eye requiring stitches and split the back of her head requiring staples. Then there's the collar bone. Oleesia, my 7-year-old daughter, has been to the hospital for a gash in her head, also requiring stitches.
All four of the boys play lacrosse, two play football and one plays basketball and I think just my 14-year-old stepson, Blake is the only one who's been injured, breaking his collarbone, his foot and his finger all on separate occasions. I just don't understand it!
So back to the broken collar bone... Shaenin apparently dove onto her dad's bed and did a very quick log roll from the middle of the bed and went FLYING off the bed. After she landed on the floor, she smacked into her baby brother's crib with her collar bone and that's when it cracked or broke or whatever.
So my little Shaenin isn't exactly a petite little girl, but she's not this big bruiser either. The one thing she is is a rambuncious little monkey that doesn't realize that she can really hurt herself. She's a ton of fun and full of energy, but whew! she doesn't stop unless she's asleep. Then she's just a big cuddler.
I have no idea how to contain her energy, but I'd love to bottle it and use it for myself, just to keep up with her. I love the monkey!
I wasn't feeling well on Tuesday so I stayed home from school, only to hear from Derek, my daughters' father and my ex-husband, that he was taking my baby girl to the doctor because her arm was sore. This was all via text message so I just asked that he let me know what was up. As it turns out, my 4-1/2-year-old daughter, Shaenin, had cracked her collar bone. It's a break, but not all the way through the bone. It made her arm sore and she didn't want to use it a whole lot and the doctor said she needed to keep it in a sling for at least a week to rest it and let the bone start to mend. Apparently this is a common occurance and it's not unusual for kids to break their collar bone and on top of all that, it'll mend on its own as long as she rests.
I'm just wondering why I have FOUR boys and TWO girls and my girls have managed to break, split and bruise more than the boys. Shaenin has cut her eye requiring stitches and split the back of her head requiring staples. Then there's the collar bone. Oleesia, my 7-year-old daughter, has been to the hospital for a gash in her head, also requiring stitches.
All four of the boys play lacrosse, two play football and one plays basketball and I think just my 14-year-old stepson, Blake is the only one who's been injured, breaking his collarbone, his foot and his finger all on separate occasions. I just don't understand it!
So back to the broken collar bone... Shaenin apparently dove onto her dad's bed and did a very quick log roll from the middle of the bed and went FLYING off the bed. After she landed on the floor, she smacked into her baby brother's crib with her collar bone and that's when it cracked or broke or whatever.
So my little Shaenin isn't exactly a petite little girl, but she's not this big bruiser either. The one thing she is is a rambuncious little monkey that doesn't realize that she can really hurt herself. She's a ton of fun and full of energy, but whew! she doesn't stop unless she's asleep. Then she's just a big cuddler.
I have no idea how to contain her energy, but I'd love to bottle it and use it for myself, just to keep up with her. I love the monkey!
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