At my 4 year old’s preschool they decided to do a mini-award for kids when they are particularly selfless and my 4 year old was apparently the first one to receive it
Of all my kids she definitely has the highest peaks and lowest troughs of behavior
I guess I could brag about how sweet my kids were when I was sick by constantly hugging me, snuggling me, and asking me how I was doing. Unfortunately I don’t really want anyone hugging me, snuggling me, and asking me how I am doing when I have sinusitis, bronchitis, and laryngitis.
My 6 year old has upgraded his fast food burger from just cheese and meat, to now ketchup, too.
Which seems like a silly thing, but that’s a big deal for him. He tried something new despite not thinking he would like it, and then did. Personal growth!
Amusingly, Bon was somewhat confused as to why everybody says it, and then I baited her with the story of Aristotle’s lost volume of Poetics and The Name of the Rose…
…then Stu came in to add something about the play The Birds and Cloud Cuckoo Land
after which, she realized what we were doing, and I just said she came from a long line of smartasses
I remember my younger child’s first joke. She must have been 3 bc she didn’t speak English much before then. We were in Walmart and she started talking about all the things she wanted. Then she said, “I’m Weewah*. I want EVERYTHING!”
*Her name for her older sister, who in fact always seemed to want something at Walmart.
Nothing like waking up on Monday in a sick daze, barely able to comprehend the day, logging into work… and having your kid, supposedly having just died and become a ghost, finding me at her own gravesite and pleasantly suggesting I go for a walk through the woods, so I can fall off a cliff onto the spikes below, so that I can join her as a skeleton… Because as it so happens, on the planet where she lives, where it is dark and cold all the time, her next door neighbor just died and went to earth, so there’s a new vacancy.
I tell her I’d have to talk to her mother about that. So naturally she’s now pretending to be talking to her, convincing her to commit suicide so she can become a monster, specifically a goblin.
So I ask her about the inhabitants of that world and she calmly explains that “monsters are to ghosts, as ghosts are to skeletons; and ghosts are to skeletons as skeletons are to monsters.”
A friend’s daughter will be doing a university year in Paris starting in September!!! Of course, she has to do a bit of touring and see old exchange friends before that.
So jealous!! Being old and having responsibilities is for suckers.
My oldest got a perfect score and gold medal at the state forensics competition. More importantly, she found out that she got two different $1,000 scholarships for college next year.
Daughter called me to announce that she’s accepted a full-time job! She’s going to take a year or two off from college and decide whether or not she really wants to do that, and if so, what she wants to study.
The choir my kids and I sing with is having their concert this weekend.
Looking through the digital program, I see a very familiar face featured prominently in one fo the pictures. It’s actually not the first time this photo of my son has been used in their materials - he’s just so cute. (The photo is from 4-5 years ago, so not quite as cute today, but close enough… )