I'm going to live vicariously through this guy for a few minutes today...
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Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
"Pearls" of Wisdom?
Scene. Adorable little girl enters room and smiles excitedly at adorable mother.
Adorable Little Girl: "Guess what!?! We had Music class today!"
Mother: "Cool! Whadya do?" (*Note to self: mother could use a remedial How To Speak Proper English class. Check Winter Parks & Rec guide.)
ALG: "Did you know that big bells make a low sound - like this...BOoooNnnnG? And little bells make a high sound, like this...Biinng, binnngg!"
Mother: "That's right, they sure do." (Mistakenly thinking conversation is over, Mother inserts head into fridge to continue search for that last yogurt cup that is in there somewhere.)
ALG: "Yep. Just like Poop!" (Mother almost hits head on fridge door and wonders how it is that every conversation with LG lately manages to relate to poop, farts or blood.)
Mother: (taking bait...) "How is that like poop?!"
ALG: (grinning) "Because the big poops hardly make any noise at all, just a ploop. But the little poops make the plink, plink noises. Just like the bells!"
Mother realizes that at some point she can no longer blame this gross-out phase - please God let it be a phase! - on the Bad Boys on the Playground and accept that her daughter is warped and probably the one warping all the Good Little Boy & Girl minds in her class. Sigh.
Adorable Little Girl: "Guess what!?! We had Music class today!"
Mother: "Cool! Whadya do?" (*Note to self: mother could use a remedial How To Speak Proper English class. Check Winter Parks & Rec guide.)
ALG: "Did you know that big bells make a low sound - like this...BOoooNnnnG? And little bells make a high sound, like this...Biinng, binnngg!"
Mother: "That's right, they sure do." (Mistakenly thinking conversation is over, Mother inserts head into fridge to continue search for that last yogurt cup that is in there somewhere.)
ALG: "Yep. Just like Poop!" (Mother almost hits head on fridge door and wonders how it is that every conversation with LG lately manages to relate to poop, farts or blood.)
Mother: (taking bait...) "How is that like poop?!"
ALG: (grinning) "Because the big poops hardly make any noise at all, just a ploop. But the little poops make the plink, plink noises. Just like the bells!"
Mother realizes that at some point she can no longer blame this gross-out phase - please God let it be a phase! - on the Bad Boys on the Playground and accept that her daughter is warped and probably the one warping all the Good Little Boy & Girl minds in her class. Sigh.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Punkins in the Patch
It's not as exciting as surfing the Pacfic, travelling the world or even saving the world in Papau New Guinea, but it's our little world right now... For the 4th year in a row, our little playgroup went to the pumpkin patch to kick off Fall. Jaela's favorite part was the old McCormick tractor. Kieran's favorite part was the sleeping in the Snugli-smushed-up-on-the-breast part! Rough life. Another gorgeous day here - maybe winter will forget about us...
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