Thursday, April 2, 2009
Strawberry Shortcake
Julius got his report card today. He got well above the top end of the scale in both math and literacy. He asked for strawberry shortcake as his special treat. Here it is piled high with yummy stuff.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Wuv and Other Things Abstract
Today Tristan said "love", although I didn't really get it at first.
T: Gwass. Horse. Rough Gwass.
M: Horses rough grass?
T: ROUGH gwass. Wuuuuff gwass. Horse.
M: Oh! Horses love grass?
T: Yeah, eat. Horse wuv gwass.
Later he sat hugging his blanket and looked over at me and said, "Wuv."
We're sitting now watching Finding Nemo while we're waiting for Dad and Julius to get back from baseball practice. He leaned over at the beginning of the movie and said, "Sad. Nemo, sad."
I said, "Don't worry, he'll get happy soon. Just watch." And soon he was happy and Tristan smiled really big and said, "Nemo. Happy!" And life was good.
Love, sadness, happiness. Big day for abstract concepts at our place tonight.
T: Gwass. Horse. Rough Gwass.
M: Horses rough grass?
T: ROUGH gwass. Wuuuuff gwass. Horse.
M: Oh! Horses love grass?
T: Yeah, eat. Horse wuv gwass.
Later he sat hugging his blanket and looked over at me and said, "Wuv."
We're sitting now watching Finding Nemo while we're waiting for Dad and Julius to get back from baseball practice. He leaned over at the beginning of the movie and said, "Sad. Nemo, sad."
I said, "Don't worry, he'll get happy soon. Just watch." And soon he was happy and Tristan smiled really big and said, "Nemo. Happy!" And life was good.
Love, sadness, happiness. Big day for abstract concepts at our place tonight.
I'm So Disorganized
Trying something new to get more organized. When people call me I jot notes down on little pieces of paper, so I end up with hundreds of little pieces of paper that I have to deal with and until I deal with them they hang around like awkward nerds at a dance party.
So I'm thinking I'll try a notebook instead. I am hopeless, frankly. And pessimistic about ever becoming tidy.
So I'm thinking I'll try a notebook instead. I am hopeless, frankly. And pessimistic about ever becoming tidy.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)