With Thanksgiving over, I think that the time has come to talk about Christmas music.  I have actually been listening to Christmas music since Black Friday, and I do say.  It really does helping in creating the holiday mood.

Today, I went to church.  I attended my small group and attended the second service afterwards.  I then went to Meijer to buy a couple of things.

I will now take it easy for the rest of the day…

 

Muse:  Hello Kyle!

Wow!  It’s Muse, Remedy and Nurture!

Nurture:  She wanted to see you, so we decided to pay out a visit.

Remedy:  So it looks like she’s in her childhood now, huh?  This should be a little easier to deal with…

Nurture:  Easier?  What do you mean?  Anyway, we were done making our rounds around our Intangible City and she started pleading with me to visit you.  Well, here she is!

Muse:  Look at me now, Kyle!  I’m older!

How much older?

Nurture:  How much older are you, honey?

*Muse holds out her two hands*

Muse:  I’m eight years old!

And what’s her height and weight?

Nurture: I measured both this morning.  She’s 3′ 2″ and she weighs 40 pounds.  She’s very small for an eight year old…

Well, she’s very small as an adult, too!  She only gets up to four and a half feet tall!  She’s the height of a three year old and the weight of a five year old.

Muse:  Like my hair?  I braided it all by myself!

Nurture:  Not quite.  I helped her a little bit…

Muse: Just a little, mom…

And how’s the toilet training going?

Muse:  I’m not using it.  I can never make it!

Nurture:  We have not made any progress so far.  She knows when she when she has to go, but…

Muse:  It’s like when I have to pee, I can’t hold it!  And then I run to the potty, and I’m still going!  And then when I remove my diaper, I’m done.

Nurture:  She wants to learn, but her bladder is weak.  Both I and Remedy have been using our Intangible abilities to strengthen it, but there has been no progress so far.

Muse:  It’s okay, mom.  I don’t have to learn.  I can change myself!

Nurture:  No it’s not okay dear!  You’re eight years old and you should be toilet trained!  You should not be in a diaper.

Muse  But mom!  I keep going!  How can I stop long enough without making a mess?

Nurture:  We’re working on that, dear.  Can we discuss this somewhere else?

Remedy:  She’s right.  Matters like this should be discussed at home.  Not here…

Muse:  Okay!  Kyle, don’t my braids look cute?

Yes.  Very cute.  Your hair looks very nice.

Muse: Okay.  We saw Kyle.  Can we go home and see My Little Pony?

Nurture:  Yes.  We can do that.  Say bye to Kyle!

Muse:  Bye Kyle!  I’ll see you tomorrow!

*Muse kisses me on the nose*

Aw…That was cute.  Here…

*kisses Muse on her forehead*

Muse:  Eee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!

Remedy & Nurture:  Bye Kyle!

*Remedy, Nurture and Muse all vanish in a beam of light*

Well that was a nice visit.  I didn’t even have to go anywhere this time!  I might have to use my one privilege to help her out…I am confident that she’ll learn this time.

Anyway, time to get ready for the day.

Today’s high is going to be 42 degrees and the silver lining is being able to listen to Christmas music.

To those of you who are getting into the holiday spirit, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

Muse:  I changed my mind, mom! Can we watch Frosty the Snowman?

Nurture:  Yes honey.  I’ll go get the Blu-Ray…

Muse:  Hold on.  I just went pee again.  I need to go and change…

*Muse runs into her bedroom, closes the door and changes herself*

Muse:  Okay!  Ready!