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N: T put his finger on his penis and then touched me!  Now I have penis germs on my wrist! T, of course, smiled gleefully.  He reminds me far too much of my brother, who used to hide things in … Continue reading →

So T’s been thinking a lot about death lately, asking questions about why people and animals have to die, planning to plant a “memorial tree” for Grandpa Joe’s dog who died while we were visiting, etc.  A couple of days … Continue reading →

“When I grow up I’m going to eat NON-organic food. But I need a map first, to know where I’m going.  And I also need to know how to steer the car or truck.  Or van.”

Trying to keep N happy during a dim-sum lunch at MuDu Noodles (yum!), I was having him figure out small words he could make from larger ones. (You know, I’d give him “happiness” and he’d come up with sip, sin, … Continue reading →

N, to T: I wish you had died before you were born! T, to N: I wish you were alive before you were even born! N & T, together: ha-ha

8-y-o N, carrying the Family Fun Easter issue: Mama, did you get up in the middle of the night and hide the easter baskets? Me: No. It’s not even Easter yet, silly child. N: In past years did you? Me: … Continue reading →

Saying something we’ve all been feeling lately: “Papa, I wish you didn’t work so much. Because then you could do stuff with us more often.” While on the toilet: “I’m pooping out food that I ate. Why does poop stink … Continue reading →

Me: Did you eat your quiche? N: Quiche? What quiche? I didn’t have any quiche! Me: Yes you did! It was on your plate and now it’s not. I’m pretty sure you ate it. N: I don’t think so. (I … Continue reading →

4-y-o T: N, I’ll tell you what a ghost is. 8-y-o N: What? T: A ghost is white. You’re not white. N: Neither are you. N & T, discoveringly: We’re not ghosts, then! (earlier, in the bath, they were playing … Continue reading →

N: “God, Jesus, The Devil, and Buddha” T: “God, Jesus, Kokopelli, and Nothing!” N: “No, T, it’s God, Jesus, The Devil, and Buddha!” T: “No, it isn’t.” …slight pause… N: “Mama, is kokopelli a friend of buddha’s? how do you … Continue reading →