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The Sunday Funnies
Dorothy and I have been watching The Baby-Sitters Club series on Netflix.
In one episode, Kristy's mom gets remarried, and the scene shows a shortened ceremony. "I notice that they skipped most of the wedding so that they wouldn't actually have to get married," Dorothy noted.
In another episode, Claudia says something heart-tuggingly sweet about friendship to Mary Anne, a character who lost her mom to illness when she was a toddler. "You're gonna make me cry," Mary Anne says to her friend. "I don't understand how she doesn't cry all the time, because her mom is dead," Dorothy said.
Saturday, August 19, 2023
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The Sunday Funnies
"Mama," Dorothy asked, "do you think that babies' cheeks are so big because they don't have any teeth, and when they close their mouths, there are no teeth to stop their mouths from closing, and their cheeks keep puffing out bigger?"
I told Dorothy that I got a wasp bite, and she asked, "How is that different from a wasp sting?"
Dorothy has been wearing some new, unpilled pajamas. "Soon these will have those soft, warm little balls on them," she said with anticipation.
Saturday, August 12, 2023
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The Sunday Funnies
We were preparing for an evening pool birthday party when a thunderstorm popped up. The mom sent a text that the party would be rescheduled, and Dorothy was upset that she would not be able to make the rain date. "But it's a glow party!" she sobbed. "I don't even know what that means, but I wanted to find out!"
Dorothy and Willa disappeared to her bedroom and played dolls for hours. Dorothy eventually emerged, arms overflowing with baby dolls, and announced, "We're fast-forwarding 7 years, so I need to trade these for bigger dolls."
A sweet kid at school named Owen has had a crush on Dorothy for years. His name was on her third grade class list, and she grumbled, "If I get another heart on my desk..."
Dorothy's teacher gave her a fun all-about-me sheet, and my very literal daughter had trouble filling it out. After agonizing for two days, she said she had only one question left. "What is the question?" I asked. She answered, "It says, Which celebrity would you want to have in your class at school?" She continued, "The problem is, I don't know any third grade celebrities."