Busy, busy.
Big E told me today that I "sew like a sailor" when I work with brocade.
He means I rant and say bad words.
He thinks it's amusing. That may be why he encourages me to work with brocade.
You know, it's all about the entertainment value.
Little e cannot hear when she speaks.
She likes to talk over me, which means she isn't listening.
When I say she needs to stop talking to listen, she argues.
Then she says, "What?! What did you say?" when she sees me move away.
This might be about entertainment value, too.
Sweetheart G doesn't like me to talk about her on the blog.
"Mom! Don't talk about that!"
But then she gets sad when I don't mention her.
What's a mom to do? I just don't know.