Saturday, October 31, 2009

Boo-wha. Hahaaaa.

Once again, Halloween is the time of year when the differences between boys and girls are made plain.

Two zombies, a "China doll" and Snow White. Or, snails and puppy dog tails, sugar and spice.

Andrew's "barfkin." All of our pumpkins grew in the backyard this year. We cut this one's life short before it had a chance to turn orange. Since it was green, Andrew thought of a perfect design. It was actually rotten, and by the time we finished carving it we all felt like "barfkins". What we do for art.

We ran out of candy at our door within an hour. But you're welcome to come take some of the kids' loot. They all got a ridiculous amount of candy, enough to last Emma and Andrew until Christmas, or Ethan and Sophie until tomorrow night.

They were so excited for today. Emma asked me repeatedly this morning if I could believe that it was actually, finally, really, truly Halloween.

Next year Ethan wants to be a hobo. We're looking forward to seeing how he puts that one together, and what it actually means in his mind. He says the school bus passes by a group of hobos every morning. He sees them out the window, near the municipal water offices, standing by their motorcycles. (Waiting to rumble with eskimos, no doubt.)

Time for Christmas music.

Monday, October 26, 2009

The crepes are in hee-uh.


Where?

Right hee-uh.



Overheard

Sophie just came into my office, where I have some music playing on the computer while I work. She talked to me for a bit, then stopped.

This is what she said next:

SOPHIE: Is that the music from mine movie?
ME: I don't know. Is it?
SOPHIE (confused): I hear it.
pause
SOPHIE: Wait. Is that music in mine head?
ME: No, it's playing on the computer.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Overheard

ME: I have a big head.
SOPHIE: You do have a big head.
GINGER: Sophie, it's not polite to agree with someone when they say they have a big head.
ME: But it's a fact. I do have a big head. 7 and 5/8.
GINGER: But you wouldn't want her to agree with someone who said they were fat.
SOPHIE: Daddy, you're fat.
GINGER: Daddy's not fat. He's the opposite.
SOPHIE: Your head is fat. It looks like you have a baby in it.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Your parenting suggestions are welcome

Tonight at church a friend who is a Princeton PhD gave a fireside on science and religion. Andrew, who is 10 years old, really wanted to go. So I took him.

At one point during the presentation, our friend showed a slide with this number:

100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000

Our friend asked: "Does anyone know what this number is?" He was not expecting an answer. The point of the question was to show how large the number is.

But Andrew raised his hand and practically jumped out of his seat. "Ooh! Ooh!"

"Yes?"

From the back row, Andrew said, "That's 1 nonillion."

Pause.

Our friend asked, "Is that right? Does he know that?"

I said, "I wouldn't think so. Then again, he surprises us all the time."

The presentation moved on, and I grew increasingly curious. So I looked up "nonillion" on my iphone. Andrew was wrong. One nonillion = 30 zeroes. The number on the slide had only 29 zeroes.

When we talked about this after the presentation, our friend the Princeton PhD was duly impressed.

I am a little bit freaked out.

6:23 PM

The music was still playing, but this ball was over.


I wish to get that for mine birthday.

After months of anticipation, the day finally came. She has literally been talking about "mine princess birthday party" since the beginning of 2009. I am happy to report it lived up to her expectations, and she is a very happy three year old.







If you want to hear what the voice sounds like that goes along with this face, click here for a silly song.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Overheard

I told the kids they could have ice cream if they ate all of their dinner.

SOPHIE: I jis want to pretend that mine soup is already all eatened.

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Overheard

ETHAN: I wish Dad was the boss of our house. He lets us have way
better rules.