Getting ready to leave the house the other day, Grace said, “Mom, you forgot to brush my hair!”
“That’s okay, honey,” Char responded. “We’re running late, so we’ll have to do it later.”
“Mom!” Grace hollered, “I’m gonna get cavities!”
Tag / overheard
It's Picture Day
On the way to school this morning, I was advising Lily and Jack to put on normal smiles for their pictures, instead of trying to make themselves look like they’d stuck an umbrella into their mouths and opened it.
“I’ll tell you what,” says I. “When they tell you to smile, just think of one of your favorite things.”
“I’m thinking of my favorite thing right now,” Lily said, with a perfectly angelic smile crossing her face. “I’m thinking about puppies.”
“That’s perfect!” I responded, and then asked Jack, “What favorite thing are you going to think about?”
He thought for a moment, and then put on a smile that matched Lily’s in both style and context.
“Aliens,” he said.
Overheard in the Kitchen
Jack, 4 1/2, is sitting at the table eating dinner the other night while I was getting plates ready for the twins.
“Dad,” he says, “these apples are damn good!”
“Jack,” I replied, “that’s probably not a phrase you should be using.”
He said, “Ok, whatever you say. You’re the boss.”
Overheard in Holland, Michigan
This is, in no way, a reflection on Holland, Michigan, a place I enjoyed immensely. As a matter of fact, I’m fairly certain the folks having this conversation were from out of town. Probably somewhere in Indiana…
Girl One: Name a movie star whose first name is ‘Tom’.
Girl Two: Tom and Jerry!
(And, as if that weren’t bad enough):
Girl One: No, you idiot! That’s the ice cream!
Overheard at lunch…
Lily asked, “Jack, what’s your favorite fruit?”
“Meatballs.”