weird

It's been a weird week. And even though these things are coming at you completely out of context - there is really no good explanation for any of them:

•I heard my oldest child say to an adult - "I can be sexy for a lollipop.  I can do anything for a lollipop." And I let it go.

•My youngest child has become obsessed with this sparkly Olivia Newton John 1982 headband.  She hands it to me and cries until I put it on her head, then she army crawls from room to room, nodding her head to whatever Hall and Oates tune happens to pop up on Pandora.  It's like being stalked by miniature Solid Gold dancer - one who didn't actually make the cut.

•We went swimming at Katie's pool - which was not weird, except for the fact that nothing has changed in the past nine years.  Katie and I hung out in the shallow end with a baby, and Kooka attempted to drown herself by piling every possible flotation device on top of her head. 

• I bought eyeliner for my son. because his old one was the wrong color.

•The only song stuck in my head right now is 13. And oddly enough, I can still relate.