address please

yesterday i went on a field trip with my son's class to see a production of Little Orphan Annie. i'm a sucker for that play. i truly believed that i would one day i would play the part of Annie on stage...no such luck. instead, i go see the play whenever i can and sing the songs from it rather loudly while cleaning the house. the kids love it. no, really, they do.

after the play i had a few minutes to have some coffee and be alone before picking my daughter up from her pre-school. she goes back and forth daily about whether she wants to come home from school or not. one day she'll run to me full force when i open the door, other days she slumps her shoulders and whine about having to leave before she's done with her project.
yesterday she walked across the room, hugged me and went to get ready to go. a bit odd. no dramatics either way, just acceptance.
i pick her up 20 minutes before august is done with school so we have some time to sit and chat in the car while waiting for him.
the following conversation occurred:
ME: "hey, so has your friend Tina moved away yet?"
H: "yup. she's in Chinese now."
ME: "oh, i'm sorry. how do you feel about her not being at school anymore?"
H: "well, it's ok. we can visit her in Chinese."
ME: "did you get her address?"
H: "no mama."
ME: "well we'll have to get her address, maybe we can write her."
H: "i said no mama! she doesn't like them."
ME: "huh?"
H: "tina only likes pants and shirts and shoes and socks. she never ever wears skirts OR dresses!"

when august was done with school i didn't want to go right home and it was raining so we drove up north a bit to walk around the mall and get another coffee.
every minute of our little outing was filled with hazel whining and complaining about being tired or hot or tired or tired. i was getting so frustrated with her. i ended up cutting the mall visit short so that she could sleep in the car.
the girl wasn't lying. august and i were shocked at how quickly she was snoring in the car.
when we got home i carried her into the house and realized that she was burning up. shortly after getting her comfortable in the house she started throwing up.
this girl was never very neat when she got sick.
we've made it through the night with only one mess. she's now sitting on the couch eating toast and drinking water. she loves the fact that the TV is on and no one is threatening to turn it off.