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Me: Ok, honey, say bye-bye, I have to go to work.
Charlie: I come with you? I come too, Mommy.
Me: sorry, I can't drive you today or I'll be late. Daddy's going to take you to school.
Charlie: No, Mommy, I come with you!
Me: Tomorrow, honey, not today. I have a meeting, I can't be late. Say bye-bye.
Charlie: No! No say bye bye! I come with you! (*makes incipient-tantrum face*)
Me: (noticing loose money in my coat pocket) ...How about if I give you this dollar?
Charlie: Okay!
Me: *gives him a dollar*
Charlie: Bye bye, Mommy!

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Looking at a Toca Boca Ipad game for ages 2-6 I found this review:

"I love all toca boca games and I am 10. I hate when people say u r too old to play I have all your games buy them please they are worth $5 all of them they are worth 5 stars I LOVE YOU TOCA BOCA I JUST LOVE YOU WELL I SHOULD GO NOW BEFORE I TURN 11."

Kids are awesome.

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Charlie, 8 AM: I want jello (brandishing a jello cup)
Me: you don't need jello, put it back in the fridge.
Charlie: I want jello.
Me: not now, you can have jello with lunch.
Charlie: I want lunch.
Me: do you just want lunch so you can have jello?
Charlie: Yes.


Charlie, playing with toy "Jokermobile:" Where guys?
Me: your guys for the car? (goes and finds Joker toy guy) here's the Joker.
Charlie: thanks!
Charlie: hey, where bad guy?
Me: bad guy? You mean Batman?
Charlie: yeah, Batman. Bad guy.

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What does a cat say?

Me: time for a bath, Charlie
Charlie: no want bath.
Me: you need to take a bath.
Charlie: No want bath.
(repeat times infinity)
(While Mike runs the bath, I try changing the subject to "animal noises" by asking about the toy cat he is holding)
Me: (pointing to toy cat) What does a cat say, Charlie? 
Charlie: (ponders for a moment)...cat says No want bath.

Choo choos forever!

Me: (after playing choo choos on the floor for oh gods, an eternity it seems like) Ok, I need a break.
Charlie: No, Mommy, no break! Play choo choos.
Me: My back hurts, so I need to sit in a chair for a bit.
Charlie: No, Mommy, no chair! Come on, it's fun!
Me: What, do you want me to play choo choos forever?
Charlie: (latching onto new word) Yeah, forever! Play choo choos forever, Mommy
Me: Uh, I don't think so. I'm taking a break now, I'll play more later.
Charlie: (grumbling) *Daddy* plays choo choos forever.

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Also this is full of general awesomeness, particularly if you like kids or dads:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BxQSEvHdyjQ&feature=share

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Charlie: I want go downstairs [to the playroom]
Me: No, we have to get ready for school.
Charlie: I want go downstairs!
Me: No.
Charlie: I want go downstairs.
Me: I said no. Stop asking.
Charlie: I want go downstairs.
Me: Ok, who's the boss?
Charlie: (thinks for a moment) You boss, Mommy.
Me: That's right.
Charlie: I want go downstairs.

Charlie: (discovers my watches in my jewelry box) Clocks! I want clocks.
Me: (puts 4 watches on his wrist while he waits patiently) Ok, you can try them on, be careful, those are Mommy's watches.
Charlie: no, these Charlie's clocks! (runs off with them)

Me: (heading to bed around midnight, finding Charlie waiting by the stairs for me) Charlie, why are you up? Do you need the potty?
Charlie: (delighted smile) Hi, Mommy! I got up!!
Me: Ok, let's go back to bed, it's the middle of the night.
Charlie: Oh, I can't sleep NOW, Mommy! (Proceeds to stay awake for 2 hours)

Me: Take off your [Mickey Mouse] shirt, here's a clean shirt
Charlie: No, I wear Mickey
Me: That shirt is dirty, Charlie, you need to put on a clean shirt (shows him clean shirt)
Charlie: (grabs clean shirt, rubs it on the side of his head) It dirty! It dirty now (flings clean shirt away).

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So my dearly beloved tympanostomy tube stayed in my ear for just over 2 years, instead of the normal 6 months.  My theory is that my eardrum knows it should have a tube in it, so hangs on to it.  Three months or so ago, I had a doctor check and it was still in there. Last week I was miserable with ear nonsense--vertigo, tinnitus, muffling--and my ear doctor was out of town and so I went to the prompt care/walgreens place, and the nurse said I have an ear infection and the tube is gone. The fuck? I can't go even three months without a tube in there?  So today the doctor came back to town and I decided to be a jerk and just go to the office first thing in the morning before they really opened to see if they'd make room for me in the schedule.  My reward for this was getting the first appointment of an otherwise totally full day, yay!

Doctor: Well, the results from audiology look pretty good; your hearing is ok and you don't have a lot of fluid in there, although there is a blockage.

Me: (*heart sinking silently because I think I'm no longer ill enough to get a new tube*)

Doctor: But...your ears, they're bad. You know that. So we can do a tube if you want.

Me: Yes please! So...is it possible my eustachian tubes just aren't formed right, or something?

Doctor: Oh, there's no question. Definitely.

So, there it is. Bad ears.  It's kind of nice to have a doctor just say so.  So, on Thursday I go for my next myringotomy/tympanostomy--number five--and everything will be joyful again, at least in ear-land.

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When I read my LJ friends page, posts that come from Twitter aggregation are titled "Мои твиты."  From more than one person.  Is this a feature of the Twitter-to-LJ feed app or are my language settings borked?  Or do I have more Russian-speaking flist members than I realized?