Friday, September 4, 2020
Thursday, September 3, 2020
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
Tuesday, September 1, 2020
Monday, August 31, 2020
Bad news, good news
Bad news: Dorothy fell off her bike yesterday and cracked her helmet.
Good news: She is okay, and got a new helmet out of the deal.
(When she was wee, and barely talking, I chose a bike helmet for her at Target that was light blue with a street scene. She understood shopping, and when we moved to the next aisle, though she talked very little, she demanded, "Pink! Butterflies! Go back!" So we went back and got the pink helmet with the butterflies. As you can see, once again, Dorothy chose her own helmet.)
Sunday, August 30, 2020
The Sunday Funnies
I gave Dorothy some canned fruit cocktail, and she argued that it was not actually a cocktail. I told her that a cocktail means a mix of different ingredients, and she argued that I sometimes make a drink for her that is a cocktail. "Well," I said, "that's a mix of a drink and ice." "Well," she said, "sometimes you give me a mix of water and ice and call it a cocktail, and technically ice and water are the same thing."
Dorothy said, "Oh no! I stretched out my slinky! Can somebody stretch it in?"
Dorothy was playing detective and wanted to create a distraction, or as she said, "a distractment."
We had not let Dorothy watch any cartoons one day, and she argued, "Your child should have 2 hours of screen time each day."
Walking in the heat, I commented, "It's like a sauna out here." Dorothy agreed, "Yeah, even though I don't know what that feels like."
We picked up groceries which included something from Pillsbury, and she looked at the bag and asked, "What's in there? I see the Puff Man!"
We were discussing cookie dough, and Dorothy commented that kids "can't eat rotten eggs."
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Friday, August 28, 2020
Thursday, August 27, 2020
Wednesday, August 26, 2020
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Monday, August 24, 2020
Sunday, August 23, 2020
The Sunday Funnies
We were looking at titles of the books in our neighborhood's little library, all standing erect on a shelf. Dorothy referred to a book that she thought was for someone older than her, but I said, "This is the real meaning of You can't judge a book by its cover." Dorothy responded, "Well, in this case, it's You can't judge a book by its spine."
I looked at an image of a flower and suggested that it was a lily of the valley. Dorothy immediately chimed-in, "Oh, I know what a lily of the valley is: a highly poisonous woodland flowering plant." (Thanks again to her podcasts.)
Saturday, August 22, 2020
Friday, August 21, 2020
Thursday, August 20, 2020
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Monday, August 17, 2020
Sunday, August 16, 2020
The Sunday Funnies
We were visiting a waterside neighborhood and sitting on a public bench. I asked Brian if he thought the city or the nearby house owned the enormous tree. "Why would you ask such a ridiculous question?" Dorothy laughed. "Nobody owns trees!"
Dorothy was playing with her skirt, and I said, "Your skirt sounds like a flag flapping in the wind." "In Chicago," she added.
I was deciding who would make a choice first and I asked Dorothy and Willa to pick a number between 1 and 10. Dorothy chose 9, and when Willa chose 10, Dorothy objected, "Mom said a number between 1 and 10."
We were reading a book and reached an exciting conclusion of a chapter. "Daddy loves dead ends," Dorothy noted. "What?" I asked. She repeated it. "Daddy loves dead ends...I mean cliffhangers."