All White and Shiny

At a pre-school co-op meeting I went to with my husband, the parent-educator discussed coping mechanisms. She stated that as adults, we are able to cope whereas most pre-schoolers can't filter out noise, stresses, fatigue, etc. Both CG and I both came to the same conclusion. I must have missed that part of childhood. Cope with stress? noise? Wuh?

To my credit, I've finally had my hearing loss diagnosed. No, I'm not deaf. However, I had missing spots in the highest aand lowest of decibal ranges. So the end result, as my doctor said, was that I don't hear most vowels and a few odd consanants. Finally, I have explained why I am always saying "What? or "eh?" I can hear volume, but it often takes several tries to decipher sentences, as sounds run together.

For instance, as we were driving in the car with the family last night, CG Replicant #1 was singing," I see your hiney. white, bright, and shiny!" Clearly he was annoying Li'l Man who started a Whack-a-Mole campaign on his noggin.

Clearly inappropriate, but I (ahem) went a little overboard on the lecturing because I heard "vagine-y," instead of "shiny." Oops! It's okay, CG Replicant #1 has this tendency every once in the while to call me or princess baby "woman!" so he needed a lesson on the inappropriate genderizing of insults anyway.

'lisciously scribed by Scout's Honor @ 10:11 AM