Happy Harmonica (a bit early)!

Last week at dinner one night, my growing kindergartner had an exceptional appetite.
As I watched him shovel in the chicken, I asked, “Did you get a snack at school today, bud?”
Through his mouthful he replied, “Yeah.  We had harmonica cookies.”
Now I’ve lived an interesting life and seen many things, but never a harmonica cookie.  So I bit.  “Um, what’s a harmonica [...]

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Fun with Phonetics

I have a fantastic 6-year-old who’s learning how to read, so we’re all phonetics at my house these days.  I may be a word geek, but I’ve gotta say, it is a ton of fun to listen to and read with someone learning to read.
Today he drew a priceless picture of the a large bunny–which actually resembled a scary [...]

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A Tiny Obama Fan

I volunteered in my 6-year-old’s class today, The Day After, the day Hillary Clinton won Ohio’s Democratic primary over Barack Obama.  
I am an Obama fan.
So I’m sitting next to little Meredith, my son, and two other kids in the hall outside the kindergarten classroom, constructing a giant stuffed rainbow fish.  Meredith is cutting and drawing and thinking.  [...]

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All-time favorite quotes

These are some snippets from my kid-quote archive: 
–A lady at the library asked Chip his name when he was 2 1/2 years old.  He said, “Chip.  But my daddy calls me Buttabean.”
–Chip, 2 1/2:  “Mommy, you no have no penis.  Daddy have a penis.  I have a penis.  You have hair.  You have hair on yo butt.”
–Chip, ditto.  [...]

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Quotes of the Day

1.  Chip (6) and Mickey (3) run around the basement like maniacs for 30 minutes playing tag, during which Mick gets 52 drinks of water.  Mick walks up to me, all seriousness, and says, “Mommy, my belly is full of water.  I feel it in there.  My heart is red.  But I think it’s gonna be pink in [...]

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The Goodest Days

It’s been a doozy of a week, with snow days and sick days and the full moon–which always creates havoc around here.
Last night at the witching hour–dinner prep–the boys started fighting.  (It’s like the Groundhog Day scene, except in ours it’s always 5:30 and I’m making the same dinner and the same fight breaks out.) And [...]

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