Survivor - Mom Edition: Day Six - BONUS ROUND

For those of you who said you wished the island could continue…you got your wish. After a brief return yesterday, the Chief is now settled back in bed with a nasty cold.  I am alone on the island again. If experience has proven anything, the Chief will be down and out for three days while I run myself into exhaustion. Upon improving, he will disappear to the business world to catch up on a week of missed work. This should coincide with my coming down with the illness, and remaining trapped on the island with sick natives.

Meanwhile, island life must go on. Had to take Large Native to kindergarten against her will today, as she proclaimed that it is “too hard.” This from the native who writes out triple-digit addition problems in her spare time. Medium Native wanted to go to school today, but does not have preschool until tomorrow. Cut the “But today is tomorrow!” conversation short, as I now know from last week that an hour of discussion will not alter his skewed perception of time. Instead, helped Medium Native do turkey craft sent home from preschool. Supposed to write down words he is thankful for on turkey’s feathers. Turkey’s feathers say: “Turkey, Cars, Chickens, Movies, Eyes, Family.” (Manipulation may have been involved in getting him to say “family”.) 

The savage nature of island life is starting to affect Small Native strongly. Have always thought the term “ankle-biter” was funny. Not funny when it is literal. The island (and its inhabitants) are now his teething ring. Trying to figure out what to instruct the larger natives to do when they find themselves being chewed on. In addition, he has learned to open the gate to the bathing area, a feat no other native has accomplished until age 3. Would like to do more baby-proofing, but am pretty sure if I am able to find a latch mechanism that he can’t figure out, I won’t be able to figure it out, either.