Sunday, August 29, 2021

The Sunday Funny

 I asked Dorothy why she didn't eat her yogurt at school, and she told me that she couldn't get it open.  "Maybe use your scissors," I suggested.  "Oh yeah, your scissors are your friends.  I forgot about that.  That's what Ms. Hattrich says," she answered.

Saturday, August 28, 2021

Wednesday, August 25, 2021

Tuesday, August 24, 2021

Sunday, August 22, 2021

Saturday, August 21, 2021

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

Tuesday, August 17, 2021

Monday, August 16, 2021

Dorothy's page in her class scrapbook

This is her brainchild.  She especially liked how she covered her own head with the family portrait ("It's cute") and insisted on dating each photo.

Sunday, August 15, 2021

Saturday, August 14, 2021

Friday, August 13, 2021

Welcome, Maddux!

Maddux joined my brother Daniel, sister-in-law Valerie, and his siblings Alina and Andrew yesterday!








Thursday, August 12, 2021

Wednesday, August 11, 2021

Birthday PSA

Every day, Dorothy asks Google how many days there are until her birthday.  Today, the answer is 35.

I thought I would offer a public service announcement, take it or leave it!

Dorothy seems to have outgrown LOLs.  Now she is totally focused on 18" fashion dolls, and wants to have a doll-themed birthday party.  American Girl is the outrageous brand, but she is just as excited by any other to-scale items, like the Our Generation toys at Target or the My Life As toys at Wal-Mart.  She has one doll already, and another in my closet that she will receive in said 35 days, but the trinkets and outfits are up her alley.

Just sayin'.

Sunday, August 8, 2021

The Sunday Funnies

Dorothy was nervous about going to her first piano lesson, so at her request I sat in the room with her.  Afterwards, she told me, "I even forgot a few times that you were there, so I think I'm going to be okay without you next time."

But she added, "I didn't remember my school music teacher's name when this teacher asked, so that's why I turned around and looked at you, and gave you a questioning look, so you'd know I needed some help."

And when she woke up the next morning, her first words were, "I can't believe I'm still talking about this, but piano was so fun yesterday!"

Later that week, I commented, "Daddy's playing the heck out of the piano."  "Bad word alert!" Dorothy warned me.  "Heck is not such a bad word," I told Dorothy.  "So that's why Delilah's pencil case in my kindergarten class said, "Heck, yes!" she reasoned.