Yesterday:
Celeste, regarding a foil-wrapped creme-filled chocolate cake confection: Mom, why do they call them Ding Dongs?
Monica, thinking hard about why they call them Ding Dongs and coming up empty: Because they look like hockey pucks.
Today:
Emme, holding a foil-wrapped creme-filled chocolate cake confection: Why do they call them Ding Dongs?
Celeste: I dunno. Because they look like hockey pucks?
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
My Newborn Baby Brooke
I think it was a few days after we had brought her home from the hospital. Her fingernails were already growing out so quickly. They were, as all newborn fingernails are, razor sharp.
I pulled out some clippers from one of my baby kits to trim her tiny fingernails. She must have been at the most, one week old. She was relaxed until I hit the quick of one of her fingers. Oh! It must have hurt because she howled so.
Really wanting to get the job done, I tried to finish after she calmed down. She wouldn't let me. She kept pulling her little hand away with more strength than you would believe a newborn would have.
All I had left to trim was her thumbnail. I gently took hold of her little hand. She balled it into a fist. I opened up her fist and then, quick as a wink, she popped her thumb into her mouth.
First Battle of Wits - Brooke versus Mommy:
Brooke 1 - Mommy 0
I pulled out some clippers from one of my baby kits to trim her tiny fingernails. She must have been at the most, one week old. She was relaxed until I hit the quick of one of her fingers. Oh! It must have hurt because she howled so.
Really wanting to get the job done, I tried to finish after she calmed down. She wouldn't let me. She kept pulling her little hand away with more strength than you would believe a newborn would have.
All I had left to trim was her thumbnail. I gently took hold of her little hand. She balled it into a fist. I opened up her fist and then, quick as a wink, she popped her thumb into her mouth.
First Battle of Wits - Brooke versus Mommy:
Brooke 1 - Mommy 0
Sunday, April 5, 2009
On What?
Celeste (waving a paper with pictures and sentences): I'm writing a story.
Daddy: On multiple pages?
Celeste: No. Just bugs.
Daddy: On multiple pages?
Celeste: No. Just bugs.
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