Is That a Taco Truck?!
I am apparently starting to hallucinate. Someone call 911. Jay was driving down the road and I saw a trailer of some sort on the side of the road with flags flying off of it. The sun was in my eyes and the windshield was a little foggy, so I couldn’t quite make out what the vehicle was. My brain deduced that it was a taco truck. My heart went pitter patter. My mouth started salivating. I shouted, “is that a taco truck?!?!” For the record, I have never actually eaten from a taco truck, but at this point the thought of any type of Mexican food makes my mouth water.
Jay started laughing. We got closer, my eyes adjusted, and I realized it was an oversize flatbed semi trailer hauling a load of drywall or something. Whatever it was, it was not tacos, queso, or guacamole. Damn. Better luck next time.
Jay was kind enough to follow it up with, “Is that a unicorn?!?!” Because the likelihood of seeing either in Australia is about the same.

This Episode is Brought to you by the Letter S.
Ty learned about the letter S at school. I was really impressed at how well he could ssssssssound sssssssstuff out to find out if it starts with the letter s. Sssssssunglasses. Sssssssswim. Sssssstars. Ssssssssslily…hmmm… Ssssssssssdad….hmmmm… Sssssssssmom… Ok, maybe not genius level, but still pretty good for the first day. 🙂

Batman.
Ty has been really into playing pretend, and he usually wants to be Batman. We try to discourage the fighting that comes along…boys…. He also has really enjoyed watching Oz the Great and Powerful. I think it is a bit much, a little scary, but he doesn’t seem to mind. Monday night he wanted to be Batman, Jay was Oz the Great & Powerful (said in full every time), Lily was the wicked green witch, and I was Glenda. He ran from the toy room to the kitchen 50 times, telling us what was happening, what we should be doing, and most importantly where the flying monkeys were. The best was when Jay would try to throw an idea out there, Ty would say, “no, Oz the Great and Powerful doesn’t do that.” Apparently in Ty’s pretend world only his rules count. 🙂

Bite.
On Tuesday I got a call from daycare. Turns out Lily tried to steal a toy from an older boy, he didn’t like it, and he expressed his feelings by biting her finger. Dang. It didn’t leave a mark, just frightened her. Oh, how I hated this phase when Ty went through it. Awful on both the receiving and the giving end. It is an animal instinct, one of the few ways they have to communicate at an early age. I get that, but it still sucks. I really hope this isn’t the start of a recurring event. Ugh.