a a = â-Ä-ä mât tÄble fäther â-Ä-ä âpple ânts eat âpples ânts . . . Wait a minute . . . Ânts don’t eat âpples in the South. Ænts eat âpples, or even eɪʌnts eat âpples. Never ânts. The Southern accent strikes again!
Category Archives: Lydia
seven year old taco
Last week, in amongst all the Watson-disappearing business, Lydia quietly turned seven years old. Well, I say ‘quietly,’ but there was some singing involved. (Don’t watch if you are completely sick of Frozen) As Lydia has gotten older, the year-to-year changes have become more subtle. There are fewer large milestones like crawling, walking, and talking; […]
eastering
I just hit a nostalgic mood as I was uploading some pictures from yesterday’s Easter shindig. Here’s some Easter from over the years. I keep telling them to stop growing, but they never listen.
I promise to always turn back toward you
As part of our reading curriculum this year Lydia and I have been reading from chapter books. Actually, I’m reading them aloud and Lydia is listening. Chapter books have been a bit of a struggle with Lydia — she wants to read a book cover to cover in one sitting, so the concept of taking […]
words of comfort
Earlier this month my very old and trusty Panasonic pencil sharpener honed its last pencil. I had to order a new sharpener, which came in the other day. This Monday is the first day we’ve put it through its paces. Sadly, this sharpener isn’t up to snuff compared to my old Panasonic. “Man, this sharpener […]
winter wonderpoop
Over the past week the weather has been taking us through the emotional wringer with constant threats of snow, none of which ever materialized. Our latest and greatest chance was yesterday. Thankfully, I never mentioned to the kids that it might snow, so they were none the wiser when all it did was rain all […]
it’s all greek to me
It seems not that long ago Lydia was a fast-moving toddler running up and down the halls with her cousin, Elizabeth. A short five or so years later, she’s writing her cousin’s name in Greek. Time is weird.
christmas eve update
T’was the night before Christmas, And all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, Because they’re trying to get over the flu. Times the cat has eaten the tree and barfed: 0! Number of medications the children are taking: 4 Ornaments children have broken: 0 Ornaments Mommy has broken: 1 Presents children have found: […]
i’m telling
Sam wondered into my room, looking concerned. “Mommy, Lydia play slide,” he tells me. “What do you mean by ‘play slide?’ ” I ask. “Like this,” he answers, and he makes a motion with his hands like its sliding. “I’ll go check.” “I came to tell you. I not doing it,” Sam clarifies as we […]
the glare
Sam is currently in love with the series of books, How Do Dinosaurs [something_something]. We’ve read through How Do Dinosaurs Say Goodnight, How Do Dinosaurs Clean Their Rooms, and How Do Dinosaurs Say I’m MAD, among others. The other day we picked up, How Do Dinosaurs Eat Their Dinner from the library. As Sam listened, […]