Bud has a fever today

After an hour in the shower, which is not unusual for Bud and me in the mornings before I go to work, he was happy to be bundled up in some Pooh clothes, eat some grapes, and sit on Daddy’s lap.

Meanwhile, The Bubster is trying so hard to have real grown-up conversations with us. Last night at dinner she asked “Are these fingersticks?” Well almost. Not fish sticks but chicken fingers. LAter she asked if she could have a Spider-Man costume to wear “at night and in the morning”. I said, “hmmm…”, she said, “But I think you might have to pay one”. Then later she popped her head around her bedroom door: “Are you getting one now?”

So she goes from being Spider-Man to Batman to a fairy princess, to Wolf Girl. I’d say that’s a pretty well-rounded young lady.