Monday, January 17, 2022
Sunday, January 16, 2022
The Sunday Funny
Brian singsongs: Georgie Porgie pudding and pie, kissed the girls and made them cry.
Dorothy: Wait, what?
Brian: Oh, it's just an old song, that's how it goes.
Dorothy: Good tears or sad tears?
Saturday, January 15, 2022
Friday, January 14, 2022
Thursday, January 13, 2022
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
Tuesday, January 11, 2022
Monday, January 10, 2022
Sunday, January 9, 2022
The Sunday Funnies
Dorothy was sleeping in her bed on the first night that she used her canopy.
"I think that tomorrow we should have a major cleaning day," she said.
"Ok," I asked, "why?"
"Well, the canopy looks really nice and makes me think that my room should be clean. And if my room is clean, it makes me think that the whole house should be clean. If the whole house is clean, we won't have to close all the doors when people come over."
Dorothy received a board game as a gift. The premise is that a fox stole a pie and you have to figure out which fox did the deed. Dorothy was studying the box. "It's just like Clue," she announced, "but not scary!"
We were playing Sorry and Dorothy and I teamed-up against Brian. "Girls rule! Boys drool!" I exclaimed at some point. Dorothy looked at me with surprise. "How do you know that? Kids in my class made that up!" she said.
Saturday, January 8, 2022
Friday, January 7, 2022
Thursday, January 6, 2022
Wednesday, January 5, 2022
Tuesday, January 4, 2022
Monday, January 3, 2022
Sunday, January 2, 2022
The Sunday Funnies: Chicago Edition
I was getting Dorothy dressed for her first outing in Chicago, and she complained, "Why are we putting on a coat over a sweater?!"
We stepped outside on a cold Chicago day, and after a few breaths Dorothy exclaimed, "We're dragons!"
Dorothy followed me to the Deans' basement -- and she looked around in wonder, and proclaimed, "I love Grandma and Grandpa's whole house."
Grandma and Grandpa's house phone rang -- Dorothy glanced here and there, and noted, "The phone is ringing in two places!"
Grandma was taking something out of the oven, and she held up the heart-shaped red potholder that said "Hot Stuff." "Look what this says," Grandma showed Dorothy. "It's a good reminder," Dorothy replied solemnly.
At home Dorothy insists on washing her hands in cold water. In Chicago the water is much chillier. She was washing her hands at Grandma and Grandpa's house with a little bit of hot and a little bit of cold. "This is the house where I discovered warm water," she remarked.
Saturday, January 1, 2022
Friday, December 31, 2021
Thursday, December 30, 2021
Wednesday, December 29, 2021
Tuesday, December 28, 2021
Monday, December 27, 2021
Sunday, December 26, 2021
Saturday, December 25, 2021
Friday, December 24, 2021
Thursday, December 23, 2021
Wednesday, December 22, 2021
Tuesday, December 21, 2021
Monday, December 20, 2021
Sunday, December 19, 2021
Saturday, December 18, 2021
Thursday, December 16, 2021
Wednesday, December 15, 2021
Tuesday, December 14, 2021
Monday, December 13, 2021
Sunday, December 12, 2021
The Sunday Funny
On our way to school we pass a Dairy Queen, and it recently closed, and the sign has been disassembled.
"Why did that Dairy Queen close?" Dorothy asked. "Was it that thing where the workers stop working for a while?"
"A furlough?" I asked.
"No."
"A strike?"
"Yes, that's the one. Or maybe the workers all decided to quit."
"Maybe."
"Or maybe all the workers are sick?"
"Could be."
"Or maybe they decided to get jobs somewhere else?"
(I thought she was going to bring up the supply chain next.)
Saturday, December 11, 2021
Wednesday, December 8, 2021
Monday, December 6, 2021
Sunday, December 5, 2021
The Sunday Funnies
Dorothy borrowed two flashlights from Gram and brought them to Uncle Daniel's house. Afterwards, back at Gram's house, I asked, "Dorothy, did you leave all the flashlights at Daniel's house?" "No," she answered, "there's one left."
Dorothy's spelling homework was to do a practice test outdoors in sidewalk chalk. There were 8 words. When she was done, I started to "grade" it. I said, "skills...correct...10%. rocks...correct...20%." Dorothy stopped me right away. "You're only going to give me 80%?" she figured out.
I told Dorothy that I took a trip to the store but it didn't have what I needed. "It was a bomb," I said. "It was a bummer," she countered. "Bummer is bad, bomb is good."
Dorothy's class has an elf that moves around at night. I asked Dorothy, "Where does she live when it's not Christmas? I mean, what does Ms. Hattrich do with her?" And Dorothy informed me, "Well, she's from the North Pole, so I assume she lives there."


































