Funnies

Alex: "Hey, Joe, when you go back to school and your teacher asks you what you did over summer vacation, you can tell her 'I got investigated by CPS.'"

A few minutes later Joe asked Pete if he wanted to play Indiana Jones, and Pete stopped what he was doing for a second to say "Wes!" (He has no /y/, so we have "wou" and "wummy" and "wes" instead of "you" and "yummy" and "yes.") Joe said, "I am a bad guy and my weapons are these rulers." (From the upcoming movie, Indiana Jones and the Measurer of Doom.) Pete said, "I'm Indy, nursing," and resumed. First things first, you know. Can't fight the bad guys without the snack of champions.

Marty, just in from climbing in the tree again: "Mom, when I die, can you put my coffin in one of the two highest branches of our tree? I don't want it to be buried in the ground."

Alex again: "Mom, can we name the new baby Hoelun?" [to which I said, "???"] "That was Genghis Khan's mother." Better than Elvis' mother, I suppose. Marginally better than Genghisette, a previous suggestion, but not by much.

A funny from last Thursday: the caseworker was sitting at our breakfast table, filling out paperwork about whether I have visible drug paraphernalia in my home while the boys finished their muffins. Alex (he's 11) said, "Mom, I'm still interested in reading some Nietzsche. Can you recommend a good place to start?"

Not at all funny: caseworker isn't returning my calls. Still nothing in the mail. Trying not to let it get to me. I want this over.