HKG081: Taking the War on Drugs to a New Level

well, actually, i don't know if hong kong is waging a war on drugs like the u.s. was during bush's presidency, but if they aren't yet, they can start with our (new) hideous comforter...the one covered in pastel marijaunna leaves. ?!?!? why?!?! whose idea was this? who thought this was pretty, tasteful, or even remotely attractive?!!

why did i purchase such hideousness? well, i had three hideous choices at japan home today, and this was the least hideous...i did not look closely at it until i had it on the bed. where's our regular comforter, you ask? it's at the laundry until tomorrow evening. i have a duvet cover and despite previous duvet failure, i shall be working hard to cover those hideous little leaves this evening lest we wake up craving doritos ;-p

other than the acquisition of the hideous comforter, today was mostly low key. the kids gave me a really hard time in the pool today, which really soured the day. we were in there less than 10 minutes when behavior reached epic unacceptable-ness and the only logical consequence was to go back upstairs.

i am running into one of two scenarios regularly here, and today i had the fortune to run into both. i either run into helpers and parents who shove toys and treats at my kids in order to placate them (despite my polite refusals), or they look at my kids like they have three heads. today, when quinn started his shenanigans, which include screeching at the top of his lungs because someone else has a toy he wants, a young french woman nearby stared at me and quinn in open-mouthed horror. after a few minutes of this, i called a 2-minute warning to livie that we had to leave, and she promptly threw a tantrum of epic proportions herself...so i yanked both of them out of the pool and prepared to haul their sassy little butts back upstairs amid looks of horror at my harshness. i can't win for losing. it's a good thing i don't give a crap what anyone outside my family and good friends think of my parenting skills (or lack thereof) :-)

the highlight of the last 24 hours has been watching la fu adopt one of the kids' toys as his very own lovey/toy/object of torture. he discovered their IKEA bat puppet and has been either carrying it around the house, snuggling with it, or rolling around on the ground attacking it since. he's even gone as far as to carry it through the tunnel only to stop half way to attack it.

though he brings his own brand of "badness" to our mix, la fu's brand of bad is usually much easier to laugh at than the kids' badness. i think this is one of the things i love best about my role as mama to a fur baby...they give love unconditionally (with a side of exfoliation in la fu's case), and their inappropriate antics are usually pretty tolerable :-) oh, and they don't sass, give hair flips, or ask "why?!?!" while giving me angry eyebrows and folded arms. (p.s. i love you mom and dad. when i realize that i did to you what my kids are now doing to me, i feel pretty rotten :-)