* Airborne


airborne
You may think that it was rather difficult to get a photo of young Hercules in mid-air like this. But it's really not at all difficult because that's where he is most of the time, hurtling through space.

* Incurable vices

Rio has several vices that I cannot seem to cure him of:
  • Eating chalk - He actually claims to like the taste. He assures me that he only nibbles on the edges. But he does actually eat it. I can always tell when he comes in and his lips are electric blue.
  • Playing with fire - Getting burned is apparently not a sufficient deterrent. Can you say pyromaniac?
  • Turning on the outdoor spigot - And leaving it on. All night. He's currently grounded for this one right now. I can't wait to see our water bill this month.
  • Flirting with strange women - His favorite line is, "Hey lady, you look cute today!" This is, admittedly, his most endearing vice. The best part is that he doesn't just do this with your standard hotties. He's just as likely to approach some middle-aged housewife who just happened to wear a shirt with something sparkly on it that day. Rio loves sparklies! The only reason that this is a problem for me at all is that a)I'm shy and b) he does it EVERYWHERE WE GO.
  • Grabbing everything that catches his eye in the store - And they said this would pass after the terrible two's . . .
  • Sneaking toys and other random stuff to school in his pockets or backpack - Some things his teachers have confiscated: hairclips, jewelry, legos, marbles, flashlights, paperclips, walkie talkies, various action figures, and assorted pirate paraphenalia. Most of this stuff is pretty harmless, but the problem is that Rio will distract himself with it when he's supposed to doing his work or listening to his teacher.
  • Picking up everything he finds on the ground - Once, when Rio was two years old, he picked up a piece of bubble gum that was flattened on the sidewalk and put it in his mouth. I screamed in horror and he thought that was weird. At least he hasn't done that since. But he picks up pretty much everything else.You can see why he's earned the nickname "Little Crow." He just can't resist anything that's shiny, sparkly, or flashy.
  • Putting stuff in his mouth - He's got some sort of oral fixation, I think. He'll chew on anything. He gets mad when I give him a quarter and then I have to confiscate it immediately because he put it in his mouth.
So Rio appears to be irresistibly drawn to fire, water, trash, and women. You can see how I've got my hands full with this one.

* I've been tagged!


On the run
Thanks to Mama Yaya, I've been tagged with the latest chain meme. She's trying to encourage me to post more often, so how can I refuse? This one looks painless enough. According to the instructions: "Complete at least 5 of these statements, and then pass the assignment along to someone else (others should do the same, and folks are free to add more after selecting at least five of the originals). So here is the original list:"

If I could be a scientist...
If I could be a farmer...
If I could be a musician...
If I could be a doctor...
If I could be a painter...
If I could be a gardener...
If I could be a missionary...
If I could be a chef...
If I could be an architect...
If I could be a linguist...
If I could be a psychologist...
If I could be a librarian...
If I could be an athlete...
If I could be a lawyer...
If I could be an innkeeper...
If I could be a professor...
If I could be a writer...
If I could be a llama-rider...
If I could be a bonnie pirate...
If I could be an astronaut...

SO . . .
If I could be a doctor, I would want to be a gynecologist and educate women, especially teenagers, about their sexual health. I would also use my medical training and credentials to promote midwifery and alternative medicine as a complement to alleopathic medicine.

If I could be a professor, I would teach literature, so I could read and discuss fine literature for a living. I would have TA's do all that other stuff that professors do, like read and correct essays and papers.

If I could be an innkeeper, I would find a location somewhere eccentric, like Gibtown, FL, and take photographic portraits of everyone who passed through my inn.

If I could be a linguist (a career I seriously considered not too long ago), I would live all over the world and become multilingual. I would translate the works of Gabriel Garcia Marquez out of sheer adoration.

If I could be a llama-rider, I would ditch that nasty spitting beast and get me a proper horse, pronto.

And here are my personal additions to the above list:

If I could be president, I would increase funding for education and health care 100%. All of which I would take away from the military budget. Then, I would take the remaining military budget and redirect it, such that the billion-dollar mega-weapons projects would get put on a maintenance schedule. Then I could increase funding for veteran benefits, and make sure our soldiers have proper gear and attire. How's that for supporting our troops?

If I could be a celebrity, I would use my fortune to by my own TV network. Then I would air something really novel, such as quality entertainment and news. And all the advertisements would say the same thing: TURN OFF YOUR TV.

OK, now I'm tagging FateWineRoses, who always leaves such sweet comments, and who recently posted a lovely tribute to birthmothers. AND I really dig her site design:) You're it!