Kids Use My Stuff All the Time!
I have come to a depressing truth: Nothing in my house will ever truly be mine ever again. A few months back, my sweet husband bought me an ipad2 for all the trouble I went through to get cancer. Nothing says “welcome to cancer” quite like an Apple product. I totally appreciated the gift and like most of you, am an avid consumer. I have over 5,000 songs on my devices, over 700 contacts I routinely use and I’m closely tethered to my calendar. I looked at the Recent Searches on the ipad2 the other day and found the following:
Fantasia
centaur
mermaid movies
fake mermaid tails
Katy Perry California Girls
H20 season 1 pool
mermaids
h20 season 4, episode 26
h20 the movie
games for girls
for girls only
games for girls
I just wanted you to have an appreciation of the world in which I inhabit. I suppose I should be happy it wasn’t a list of porn sites. So far, four out of five times I try to use my ipad2, the battery is completely drained. This seems like a REALLY EXPENSIVE toy. Nothing is off limits to these monkeys I live with. I was putting on make-up this morning (really, sometimes I wear it) and did a double-take when I looked in the mirror because I had applied a purple swath on my cheek. Eight year old Blair was apparently trying to put eye make-up on with my blush brush. Must. Exert. Dominance. The. Apes. Cannot. Win.
I knew that there were more positive things to being an empty nester besides being able to walk around naked anytime. I can only blame myself when the batteries in my toys die.
I just dug through Adrienne’s old costume chest. Determined to find the mermaid outfit she wore when little to send to you….must have given away to another little girl wanting to be a mermaid as well! Adrienne was convinced she could “breathe underwater”. I had to convince her otherwise.