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by Jillian @ http://blueshelled.com . June 4, 2009 . 11:31AM
May 8, 2009Trip time in the car
AJ: “Mom, can we get some shade over here? I’m really hot?”
Me: “How would you like me to do that?”
AJ: “I don’t know, but I’m really hot.”
Me: “I tell you what, I can turn up the air, but that’s all I can do. I’m sorry I can’t turn off the sun for you.”
May 15, 2009
Last night, I’d broken down and had Leon get us some cookies to satisfy a minor craving I’d been having. We’d had them less than 24 hours and had hidden them from AJ because the only thing he likes more than cookies and cake is ice cream.
He went in the kitchen to find a spoon and lo and behold:
Messenger conversation:3:45pm
Me: He has already found the cookies. Amazing.
Leon: What? What was he looking for?
Me: A spoon. Even though they were right in front of his face. I’m telling you–he has cookie sixth sense.
May 16, 2009
We’d gotten up early for a Little League game that had, at the last minute, been canceled due to rain, but could possibly be rescheduled for later in the day. AJ was trying to decide which of the dogs I would bring to the game with me, as is normal for us.
Me: “I don’t know that I will bring any dog to the game. You don’t get to decide if I bring one because you don’t have to keep an eye on them during the game.”
AJ: (eyeing me closely and shrewdly) “You can always go back to bed.”
Was he implying I was cranky?
Leon aka Husband says: 
Jillian 
Life is like a game. We all have challenges, thoughts, opinions and beliefs. Often, it feels like something out there, life, karma, catty people, or blue shells (for the Kart lovers), seeks to bring us down. Luckily, we always get up. This is where I wear my heart on my sleeve and my foot in my mouth.
