Monday - Entry 7:
I spent Columbus Day being sick, which was no different than how I spent the last few days, or even the last two weeks. This cold has its claws deep within me and simply will not release its grip. I plod along and wonder when I will finally feel better.
Today's hardest challenge was getting the Brownie & Leprechaun to do something—anything—besides watching TV. I tried. I truly did, but despite my general failure at getting them to enrich their minds with reading, I did eventually read to the Brownie. I did have wonderful conversations with the Elf & Leprechaun. Dinner was supervised. Quarrels were diffused. Things were done. Important things, even. However, my biggest moment was earlier in the day.
I told the Brownie to get off the computer because I needed to talk to her. She reluctantly came over to the couch where I sat and flollopped down with great sighs. Then I opened a book.
"Reading?!" she shouted in alarm. "I thought you wanted to talk to me! You lied to me!!"
"I didn't lie to you," I replied. Then I looked into her eyes and said "I wanted to say 'Brownie, I want to read a book to you.' There. Now I've said what I wanted to say."
Then I opened the book and began to read. She listened to every word.