Archive for September, 2006
Overheard this afternoon, as I was holding my boys’ hands while they walked, like tightrope walkers, along a painted yellow “balance beam” curb outside their school.
Will: Mama, when are you going to lay another baby?
Me: Lay–? What, you mean, like an egg?
Will: Yeah.
Me: Well, honey, my body isn’t really strong enough to lay a baby. Why do you want one, anyway?
Will: Babies are cute.
Me: Yes, they are.
Will: And cuddly.
Me: That’s true.
Macky: And chewy.
(Above: Macky as chewy baby.)
September 20th, 2006
“Macky, sorry I called you ‘Doodlebops.’”
“That’s okay.”
“It’s a funny name, huh?”
“Yeah.”
September 13th, 2006
Don’t miss Slacktivist’s thought-provoking take on the anniversary of 9/11.
September 11th, 2006
Minutes after getting in trouble for sneaking 11-month-old Halloween candy that had been hidden on our highest shelf, Eugenia asked me when I would let her paint her own fingernails. Sensing a teaching opportunity, I said, “Well, honey, when you’re old enough that I can trust you.”
“When will that be?”
“That depends on you.” I silently congratulated myself for having seized the moment. “It depends on how soon you show me that you can be responsible and clean up after yourself.” I wondered if her improved behavior would begin immediately or merely within days.
“I’m going to be TWENTY-NINE,” she said bitterly.
Well. That’s something to look forward to.
September 11th, 2006
My boy made up this joke today:
Macky: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Me: I don’t know. Why?
Macky: Because it wanted to DIE.
September 6th, 2006
With an open heart surgery in my recent past, a family history of heart disease and diabetes, and a Big Four-Oh birthday coming in the next year, it’s time (beginning tomorrow) to start a healthy eating and exercise program before it’s too late. My new workout looks a little something like this.
September 3rd, 2006
