Hey Google
Annika (age 2) is in the kitchen by herself. I hear: “Hey Google, play NPR.”
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Still Rated G
Maddie got mad at me. “You dumb buddy mommy jerk!”
Joseph looks at me and says, “It’s hard when you don’t know any bad words.”
cOLD Ladies
J: We didn’t go out for recess today because Mrs G decided it was “too cold.” She’s just an old lady, so she’s always cold.
And one day Mrs White said we couldn’t go out because it was “too humid” and her “hair would get frizzy.” Who cares if your hair is frizzy anyway? So we had indoor recess because of Mrs White’s hair.
Grandpa’s Lunch
Annika, watching my dad eat his lunch with chopsticks, turns to my mom and asks, “Why is Grandpa eating with pencils?”
(She’s still not sure!)
Next day…
“Here Mom, eat. Did you know you can eat with pencils?”
Singing Mood
Me: Good morning, Maddie. You’re in a singing mood today, eh?
Maddie: Yep!
Joseph: That’s my least favorite of all your moods.
That Cindy
Joseph helped Maddie with her homework.
Maddie thinks through each situation and wonders aloud about possible grey areas in the definition of a citizen and how intent might play into it, while Joseph knows how worksheets go–you can’t think too much–so he urges her along and helps with spelling. Finally, they are done and free to go play a game they’ve made up. I only know that it destroys the basement but at least they don’t argue during the demolition.
Joseph takes one last look at the worksheet. “That Cindy sure is a mixed bag,” he says and slides it across the counter and they disappear into the basement.
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