Friday, July 2, 2010
Housekeeping Advice
Margot: "Mom, you really need to sweep beneath my bureau."
Me: "Why?"
Margot: "Because - it is completely full of dust mice under there!"
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Marriage Plans
Jane: "Why is Margot saying she wants to marry Eric when I’m going to marry him?"
Eric: "Jane, I can just marry both of you."
Jane: "But I’m going to marry David, too."
Eric: "I know David, so that’s fine."
Jane (flinging back of hand over forehead): "this is so confusing . . ."
Eric: "Jane, I can just marry both of you."
Jane: "But I’m going to marry David, too."
Eric: "I know David, so that’s fine."
Jane (flinging back of hand over forehead): "this is so confusing . . ."
Sunday, June 6, 2010
The Burdens of the Middle Child
Me: "Margot, I'm going to Washington, DC early tomorrow morning, so I may not see you before you go to school - but I'm just going for the day, so I'll be back before you go to bed."
Margot: "Oh, Mommy, I'm going to miss you so much!!"
Me: "I'll miss you, too - "
Margot: "I'm going to miss you as much as a baby piglet would miss its mother, if the mother had a lot of other piglets and wasn't paying very much attention to that piglet. Because baby pigs really love their mothers, you know? And if they don't get a lot of attention from their mothers, they really, really miss them. I'm going to miss you that much, Mom - I really am."
Note to self: plan one-on-one activity with Margot ASAP.
Margot: "Oh, Mommy, I'm going to miss you so much!!"
Me: "I'll miss you, too - "
Margot: "I'm going to miss you as much as a baby piglet would miss its mother, if the mother had a lot of other piglets and wasn't paying very much attention to that piglet. Because baby pigs really love their mothers, you know? And if they don't get a lot of attention from their mothers, they really, really miss them. I'm going to miss you that much, Mom - I really am."
Note to self: plan one-on-one activity with Margot ASAP.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Gender Differences & Analytical Processes
Jane: "I like to drink milk, and pretend it's chocolate. And, it's soooo yummy, but it's really good because it's like you have chocolate milk, but it's healthy."
Eric (Jane's friend): "I don't think about all that, I just drink my chocolate milk."
Thursday, May 13, 2010
A New Role for Daddy
Today Margot's class had a field trip to the Museum of Fine Arts, which prompted this conversation:
Margot: "Mommy, is Dad going to be a mascot for my field trip, or not? I really want him to."
Me: "A what?"
Margot: "A mascot. You know, one of the parents who comes along on the trip to help watch the kids."
Friday, May 7, 2010
Allergy Season
Jane: ''This morning my eye was itchy and it felt like allergies. I told my mom and she said it wasn't allergies - but it was."
Lindsay: ''What do eye allergies feel like?"
Jane: "Like my eye wanted to sneeze.''
Jane: "Like my eye wanted to sneeze.''
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Of Vampires and Virgins
Claire: "Margot, I read in the Guinness Book of World Records that there was a woman who practiced vampirism and that she killed over 600 virgins.''
Margot: "What's a virgin?"
Margot: "What's a virgin?"
Claire: ''It's a woman who has never been married . . . I think. Or a woman from Virginia.''
Monday, April 19, 2010
Today's Factoid
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Let's Talk About Feelings
Jane is obsessed with candy - it's second only to her obsession with babies. The other night she came wandering out of her room about 30 minutes after she'd been put to bed.
Jane: "Mommy, can I have some candy?"
Me: "No, of course not."
Jane: "Please? I love candy."
Me: "No. Go back to bed."
Jane: [stomps to her room]
Five minutes later, she reappears, looking very unhappy and says to me, "Mommy, I want to talk to you about my feelings." I feel bad for being short with her, and am ready to apologize.
Me: "Okay, sweetie. How are you feeling?"
Jane (pausing): "Well . . . I'm feeling like I want some candy."
Jane: "Mommy, can I have some candy?"
Me: "No, of course not."
Jane: "Please? I love candy."
Me: "No. Go back to bed."
Jane: [stomps to her room]
Five minutes later, she reappears, looking very unhappy and says to me, "Mommy, I want to talk to you about my feelings." I feel bad for being short with her, and am ready to apologize.
Me: "Okay, sweetie. How are you feeling?"
Jane (pausing): "Well . . . I'm feeling like I want some candy."
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Vocab 101
Claire asked if she could have oatmeal for dinner tonight. This was noteworthy because, after approximately eight years of being an avid oatmeal-eater, she has spent the last two months insisting that she actually hates oatmeal.
Margot: "Claire, you said you don't like oatmeal anymore."
Claire: "Well, I don't. But I'm trying to get my taste buds re-adjusted to it. Then I'll like it again."
Margot: "You're getting your what re-adjusted?"
Claire: "My taste buds."
Margot: "Um, Claire? I think you mean taste bugs."
Margot: "Claire, you said you don't like oatmeal anymore."
Claire: "Well, I don't. But I'm trying to get my taste buds re-adjusted to it. Then I'll like it again."
Margot: "You're getting your what re-adjusted?"
Claire: "My taste buds."
Margot: "Um, Claire? I think you mean taste bugs."
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