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Kung Fu Sleeping

Mad Dog and I saw ‘The A-Team’ on a movie date night this week. It was enjoyable. I noticed a CIA character wore body armor to protect himself from being shot. I think I need to translate this armor into something parents can wear when they are forced to bring their children into bed with them.

Mad Dog has been traveling this week and one night even before I headed upstairs for bed, little T.Puzzle kept crying out and fussing. I managed to settle him back down with soothing words and a drink of water, but decided if he did it again, I’d just bring him to bed with me. He was snotty, coughing and miserable and I figured since Mad Dog was gone, why not?

Take that, Mommy!

Naturally, he fussed again and I scooped him up and brought him to my bed. Throughout the night he did unexpected kung fu kicks to my stomach and chest with intermittent karate chops to my head. Keep in mind these were completely unintentional. He was dead asleep during these ‘attacks’. There were times I feared for my safety and was unable to fall back asleep.

That’s why I need to invent pajamas that have some sort of barrier to physical blows. My sewing skills are extraordinary. Okay, they are extraordinarily bad so it’s never gonna happen. All I can do is curl up in a tight ball to protect my internal organs and hope for the best.

Of course, little T.Puzzle slept like a baby and woke up bright-eyed and bushy tailed. I woke up feeling (and looking) like an eighty year old man.

Wish me luck for the remainder of Mad Dog’s time away. I obviously am going to need it.

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Kung Fu Fighting

A lot has happened in the past 24 hours. First and foremost there was some serious kung fu fighting. I think these post pictures will prove that my boys could cause serious damage with bow staffs. I am allowing them to use nerf swords with the stipulation they only play against Mad Dog one at a time. The sparring matches were hilarious. The boys may have a ways to go in terms of technique, but they have the spirit of true warriors (just a note, Full Speed’s eye is patched for vision issues, not an injury sustained during the fighting).

For a lady who enjoys quietly sitting on her lanai watching birds as a favorite pastime, it was a bit much. I was more than ready for bed by day’s end and I didn’t do any of the fighting. Unfortunately, little T.Puzzle’s allergy symptoms had other plans for all of us. He was incredibly fussy and couldn’t be soothed by the normal routines. He wound up in our bed late in the night and the only way he would sleep is if his head was nestled in the crook of my arm with his face smashed (and yes I mean SMASHED) up against mine. He also could only lie in a mostly perpendicular angle to me and had to (and yes I mean HAD to) have his feet resting on Mad Dog’s back. Little sleep was gained by anyone.

I took him to the doctor the next morning and prayed (and yes, I really did pray) that he would be cooperative. Shockingly, he was an absolute angel. Maybe he was just too tired to be feisty. Turns out he is on the verge of a sinus infection and was prescribed an additional allergy medication to use as part of his daily regimen. Because not only did he inherit my incredible kung fu skills, my little T.Puzzle inherited my allergies. Now, if only he could inherit my love of sitting quietly. Then, we’d be on to something.