Thoughts From Mud Bay

Well, Cathy and I went up to SeaTac (a horrible collision of names,) and retrieved the nephew, whom we will have on loan for about a month before having to return him to his rightful parent. He glommed onto me as soon as he got off of the walkway, and I carried him for a ways through the airport. His mom is right, he hasn't really grown that much since last year. Hopefully the combination of him no longer having to be on the EVIL mood and appetite suppressing meds and us having the kind of food he likes to eat will result in a growth spurt and some weight gain before we send him on home. Poor guy is picky; there are a few foods he really doesn't like at all, like tomatoes (I don't get that one, apparently it's a texture thing,) and the rest of it, he doesn't like poor quality food. At home, he won't eat the eggs; they're the insipid, flat kind that come from the store. Here, he practically won't eat anything without eggs, in fact I fed him tamago rolls for supper and he was ecstatic. I quote, "at Missouri they don't know how to do these right, they put bread on the outside!!!" Bread on tamago? That's weird. I've seen it as described in the link above, and the way I make it, which is to roll it around a sheet of nori so that it makes a spiral when cut.He felt so strongly about it that he was practically in tears about the wrongness of it all. I think that was also due to relief that I was doing it right, and that he was at that point working on minimal sleep and jetlag.

You see, he was super excited to be coming, apparently he woke his mom at 6:00 am (Central time) by bouncing on her bed and crowing "I get to go to Uncle Bill's todayyyyyyy!!!" His plane arrived at 9:00 pm Pacific time and he was still super amped. He crashed out pretty hard in the car on the way home (gladly, we did not crash, despite the best efforts of drivers who suddenly braked to a halt in front of us, and the one who almost side-swiped the car in front of us, as well...)but when I woke him up to come inside he regained the level of energy that only an exhausted, excited kid can attain. Once fed the aforementioned tamago and a couple of slices of melon, he chilled out with the cat for a while and finally consented to be tucked in. I expect that he'll sleep in, but not as much as I want him to!

I'm pretty excited that he's here, too. I love children, and a chance to have one, especially one like Andrew, around the house for extended periods of time makes me really happy.

Damnity damn. Just spilled the last sip of marionberry ale on my shirt. That usually only happens with water or tea, I must be pretty tired, too.

Anyhow, this looked like fun, so I did the book list.

(Lifted from young_raven )

Bold those you have read.
Italicize those you intend to read.
Underline the books you LOVE.
Strike out the books you have no intention of ever reading, or were forced to read at school and hated.