After a long school day, Isaiah and Kateri went out with Daddy and Grandpa; I could hardly keep my eyes open and was preparing to lie down with Mara, when Bernadette asked me to read more of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. "Oh, Bernadette," I said. "I really need a breather." Pause. "So," she said, "I'm your breather?"
As I tried to finish getting supper on the table tonight, I asked Bernadette to check on Mara and let me know if she still seemed happy on the living room floor with her play gym. Isaiah must have taken it upon himself to check as well, because a minute later he came up to me and reported, "Mara's look is solemn."
Last night, during a lively game of Go Fish, Bernadette insisted she had the full set of Angelfish cards.
Grandma: "You have three. There are four Angelfish. You need one more."
B: "NO! I have ALL the Angelfish!"
The above dialogue was repeated a few times, until the furious Bernadette began throwing cards and Grandma decided it would be wisest to proceed to the next player's turn.
G: "Your turn, Kateri."
K: "Bernadette, do you have any Angelfish?"
Epilogue: B handed over her three cards without a fuss, and K happily laid the full set of four Angelfish cards on the floor in front of her. I don't remember who won the game, but there was much laughter.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Saturday, January 24, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
notes
Enter stage left, running: Bernadette in pink polka dot dance outfit with lacy cape that flows down her back and a couple of feet onto the floor. Exit stage right.
Enter stage left, running: Isaiah, silver (play) dagger in hand, spewing various pirate exclamations. Exit stage right.
Repeat multiple times, adding "Let it go" sung by Bernadette on the fly after a couple of passes.
the creative (non?)fiction of seed catalogs
Warm day: Bernadette plants a popcorn seed from lunch so we can grow our own this year. Isaiah asks for me to pitch him baseballs.
Kateri at the hotel: "I put my shoes in the microwave."
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Monday, January 12, 2015
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Christmas quotes
Isaiah places Baby Jesus in the manger on Christmas morning. "There you go, buddy."
In church on Christmas Eve, Kateri points out the "princess" on top of the Christmas tree. Walking home, she notices the sky full of "sparkles."
New Year's Eve morning--
Mama: "What do you want for breakfast, Bernadette?"
B: "I would like buttered toast. With butter on it. Toasted, please."
M: "You want buttered toast with butter on it, toasted?"
B: "Yes. And I deserve the best."
In church on Christmas Eve, Kateri points out the "princess" on top of the Christmas tree. Walking home, she notices the sky full of "sparkles."
New Year's Eve morning--
Mama: "What do you want for breakfast, Bernadette?"
B: "I would like buttered toast. With butter on it. Toasted, please."
M: "You want buttered toast with butter on it, toasted?"
B: "Yes. And I deserve the best."
Friday, December 26, 2014
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Monday, December 22, 2014
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Quotable Kateri
K (to Isaiah): "Poopyface! Poopyface!"
Mama: "No name-calling, Kateri."
K (still to Isaiah): "No name-calling, Babyface!"
Matt and I were disagreeing about where to put the couch after he had moved it to make room for the Christmas tree.
K: "Mama, why you screaming?"
M: "I'm not screaming."
K: "Mama, why you whining?"
Mama: "No name-calling, Kateri."
K (still to Isaiah): "No name-calling, Babyface!"
Matt and I were disagreeing about where to put the couch after he had moved it to make room for the Christmas tree.
K: "Mama, why you screaming?"
M: "I'm not screaming."
K: "Mama, why you whining?"
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Saturday, December 06, 2014
Wednesday, December 03, 2014
Not a baby
Yesterday I (Marian) answered Kateri with "Yes, baby?" To which she promptly and emphatically responded, "I not a baby!" Sigh. It's true. And she picked out this outfit, complete with hair bow, herself. She is officially a little girl. Not a baby. And so much fun!
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