Brynna: Mommy, how do you wrap a penguin up in a towel?
Me: What? Huh? Oh. (Noticing bath toy penguin and dripping wet washcloth.) Well, see, let's wring that out first because you're dripping.
Me: It'll be warmer when it's not so wet.
Brynna: Hmph! Fine!
Me: Okay, first you want to hold it like a diamond, not like a square. Then, you put the penguin's head in the point so it makes a little hood and fold this over and then this over and then this up and Voila!
Me: That's called Swaddling. I used to do it with you when you were a baby.
Brynna: But not Maren?
Me: Maren hated it.
Brynna: I'm going to do it with Mister when he's born.
Me: Is Mister going to be your first baby?
Brynna: Maybe. If he is, I probably won't have any more kids. But if Samantha is my first, then I'll have Samantha, then Elizabeth, then Mister, then Robert, then Lily.
Me: Why won't you have any more if Mister is first.
Brynna: Because boys are harder.
Me: Well, girls are no picnic. What if Mister doesn't like to be swaddled?
Brynna: He will. He'll be juuuust like me.
Me: If there's any justice in the world...
Brynna: What mommy? (innocent eyelash flapping)
Me: Nothing sweetie. Are you ready for your story?
Just an announcement, for those who are from these parts...
Ms. Toy (Regina Toy), one of my all-time favorite teachers, chemistry maven extraordinaire, lovely human being, unrepentant packrat, and all around amazing person died today of complications from swine flue and pneumonia. I can't quite fathom a whole post about this, but I know some of you may not know and may want to. The world will be a less exciting, less enjoyable, and all around emptier place without her and 20 or so years of students will miss her.