At Carraba’s. Silly girl.
Well, I can’t say it any better than might Zoe:
THIS IS NOT GOOD!
Or toddlers.
“Why is God just a god?”
Well. Where to start?
Actually, Voltaire came to mind immediately: “If God did not exist, it would be neccessary to invent Him.” But I didn’t even want to get started.
“Peanut butter cookies,” Emma said.
Are yummy? I thought, in that inner, silent, I know what she’s going to say voice full of wisdom, and knowledge.
“Taste like peanut butter!” she finished.
“That is just one of their many charms,” I informed her, somewhat chastised.
I’ve run through a number of updates recently, from WordPress MU 1.2.1 to 1.3 to a “release candidate” version of 1.5, to 1.5.1 proper, to a brand new install to fix some admin issues I was having.
Of course, I managed to blow away the former site header, which gave me a good excuse to post a new one.
And now maybe I’ll start using tags rather than categories. We’ll see. Wheee!
We weren’t thrilled with this year’s class pictures, so we did our own.
Ribbon
Hug
Humoring Dad
Smile
Emma was sitting in a chair with her
Golden Book of Children’s Hymns the other day…
…and she was “singing”
Whups. Found this post just hanging out in limbo. It’s from a couple of weeks ago:
Emma says to me today: “Poop starts with the letter P!”
Niiiiiiiiice.
We’ve been using the reward [1] system to get her to to eat her vegetables.
You know; “Emma, eat your vegetables, and you can have some [insert desert here].”
It often works, but the payoff isn’t apparently great enough for her to finish her spinach or asparagus.
This evening, she finished her peas, and then horked down all of her fudge, and half of Margaret’s. So I told her that since she ate all her fudge, she could have some broccoli!
Amazingly, she went for it, and actually ate the broccoli.
Strange.
- Yeah, I know. Another word for it is “extortion” or “bribery.” Though I prefer “direct compensation.”
I upgraded the site from WordPress MU 1.2.1 to 1.3. If anything’s broken, that’s why. It’s probably because I haven’t updated a plugin.
This is a story Emma told yesterday (with some slight editorial license to tighten up the plot a little bit):
Deep in the jungle, there lived a frog and a panda. They were a happy family.
But one day, a scary ghost came. It was Duck, pretending to be a ghost!
Frog and Panda ran and ran. When they got to a river, Frog hopped across the lily pads and Panda swam.
They ran through the forest, until they met a pile of mean and nasty bears.
They kept running down the road until they met Wormy Churmy, and they all hid in a leaf bush.
Duck, still dressed as the ghost came and scared the bears, and they ran and hid in a bigger leaf bush.
Frog and Panda put on some sheets, and scared Duck!
Everyone went home and got in bed and pulled their covers over their heads and went to sleep.
So it’s 10:15, she’s been in bed for an hour and a half. I go in to check on her, and…
(shuffling pages)
“Emma, you’re supposed to be asleep!”
“I’m reading about Curious George making pancakes, she informs me. “And taking a nap!”
I gently correct her. “Emma, you’re not asleep, your eyes have to be closed to be asleep. To bed!”
I go to leave, and she asks “Dad? Can I keep one eye open?”
