A casualty

I'm not sure when this happened, or how, but all I know is that I went
away for the weekend & when I came home I found this. Forensic results
are pending. If you have any info regarding this sad loss, please let
me know.

Who doesn't love getting their back scratched?

Last summer when the Dingles were here, I started scratching Titus's back for him when he had trouble falling asleep. Apparently he got totally hooked, and when they went back to Japan he kept asking for a back scratch and was upset that Kevin & Rebecca couldn't do it right. Needless to say, since they've moved in, I've given that boy a LOT of backscratches. Sometimes he asks for them, sometimes I just start scratching, and sometimes he just reaches back & lifts up his shirt with an expectation for me to scratch it. This morning I went upstairs and the kids were both completely mesmerized by a TV show. Rebecca & I were trying to ask Titus something & he was completely ignoring us. I wanted to test a theory, so I did a quick 2-second scratch over his shirt & sure enough he reached back and lifted his shirt up so I would scratch under it. So apparently he was somewhat aware of his surroundings, but only if it involved a backscratch!

Another interesting back scratching related story happened earlier this week. At bedtime I was scratching Titus's back & Meg wanted a backscratch so I told her I'd do her next. Then she asked me if I scratch Titus's back more because I like him more. uh oh! Thankfully I thought quickly & told her it's just because Titus asks more.

On another note, the kids just came home & I asked them to tell me something about backscratches. Meg said, "umm.. I don't know.. it tickles!" And Titus said, "backscratches.... it's AWESOME!!!" Yep, that little guy is totally hooked.

Rebecca's friends

Over the years I've come to know some of Rebecca's friends, mostly through stories or brief encounters or observations. I'm not good with names, so most of these friends have nicknames that connect them to something that I remember about them. Since a lot of Rebecca's friends read this blog, I thought you would all get a kick out of seeing the nicknames that I use so that I know who Rebecca is talking about when she tells a story. Some of them will be easy to guess, others might be more difficult...

1. Mary Hanna Wilson - this friend always has her maiden name as part of the name because I knew her by that name since I was a little girl. And for some reason my brain won't make the update, because when someone only uses her married name I have no idea who they're talking about.

2. Poop on the floor - this poor friend earned this nickname because Meg pooped on her daughter's bedroom floor when she was younger & having some issues with potty training.

3. Paris's mom - I have finally learned this friend's name, but it's still more fun to say "Paris's mom".

4. The hand-holding friends - this is because of a "going-away" photo of this group of friends where they were all holding hands, that was given to Rebecca before she left for Japan.