The theme of this week is –
Who are your favorite supporting characters?
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My favorite supporting characters are the whole gang from J.D. Robb’s In Death series. All of them: the cops, the friends, the whatever-you-want-to-call-Summerset. I not only love the way Robb writes the characters themselves, but the way the friendships and relationships have evolved over the years.
Sometimes Bennett seems older than his years, such as when he dropped something in the car and told me, “I seem to have lost it.” Or when he told me, “Please don’t respond to me.” What? Turns out that one was supposed to be “interrupt”, which we figured out when he kept saying, “Don’t inter-respond me.” Because apparently he finds being “inter-responded” “insulating”. You know, when someone says something mean about you: insulating.
I make these notes in my email or on my phone whenever one of the boys does or says something so I don’t forget. Unfortunately, I don’t always remember details, like with this one. I don’t remember what he was talking about, but the boy’s vocabulary is so cute. Maybe we were at the grocery store meat counter and rang the bell. I’m not sure. But he informed us, “We have to ring it every moment.”
When Bennett was born, we called him Peanut. When he got a little bigger, Jeffrey decided he should be Walnut because peanuts are too little. Bennett asked him the other day, “What kind of nut will I be when I’m ten?” (Possibly a famous one if he keeps this up.) Continue reading
You know when you make someone angry and they say, “I’m going to make you pay for that!”… Well, Bennett, being the generous (and a bit confused) darling that he is, says, “I’m going to pay you for that!”
Bennett told me the other night, “I brushed my teeth. Now they won’t get black and fall out.” Continue reading
Normally, I collect kid stories and post several together. This totally cracked me up, though, and I thought I’d brighten your day a little.
Yesterday morning: I could hear Jeffrey mumbling in his sleep, but once I realized he wasn’t talking to me and wasn’t having a nightmare, I just ignored him. Apparently, I should have been listening better because I missed a lot. He sat up suddenly and said, “I just had a weird dream. This guy was following me around all day trying to sell me bacon insurance, but I didn’t want it. Then I dropped my bacon down the garbage disposal.”
This morning he was mumbling again and when he woke up, he told me, “This time I bought the bacon insurance.”
I hope you’ve all learned your lesson. Don’t wait to buy your bacon insurance!
On the way back from Arkansas, we stopped at Memphis to walk along the river and have a picnic lunch. I was trying to finish off an almost-empty bag of potato chips, so I dumped a small pile of mostly crumbs and little pieces on each of their plates. I got a whopping five tiny pieces. When I said, “I guess I didn’t want any chips anyway.” Jeffrey said, “Silly Mama, chips are for kids.” Continue reading
While finishing a review book, checking email, Facebook, and Twitter (all at the same time), I came across this post from Colorimetry with a link to a “right-brain/left-brain” quiz. Continue reading
The boys were eating chips and I heard Bennett say, “I get three because I’m three and you get two because you’re…ten.”
A few minutes later, Bennett’s yelling, “Jeff-wey! You’re not sharing!” Confused, as usual, I reminded him, “Bennett, you’re holding the bag.” Continue reading