Assemblage: Aurora

This is one of my favorite things, EVER.

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Vocabulary

A vocabulary exercise from school.

Transcription:

Certain: I will where [sic] clothes

Likely: I will brush my teeth

Unlikely: Me beat Mario Kart Wii [ed: "I will win at Mario Kart on the Wii"]

Impossible: I will be naked tomorrow

Losing Focus

I woke up one morning a month or so ago and Joe was coughing quite a bit. I went into his room and found he had thrown up, but didn't seem to be feeling too badly otherwise.

Mommy: Did you throw up?
Joe: Yes.
M: Just now?
J: Well, the first time was 3:30 in the morning, then again at about 3:50, then about five minutes ago.
M: Oh, honey, why didn't you wake Daddy or me up to let us know?
J (looking at me through his eyebrows): Um...I was pretty focused on barfing??
M: Well, yeah, I guess you would have been.

BEEP

So, the boys were fighting last night, and I took some time out with each to talk about what happened.

Mommy: What was going on?
Joe: Andrew called me a name, and I asked him to stop. He wouldn't stop, so I hit him.
M: What did he call you?
J: A "beep-beep".
M: I'd like to know the actual words.
J: A "beep-beep".
M: He called you a "beep-beep"?
J: Yes. But in the 'bad word' way.
M: So, what were the actual words he used?
J: A "beep-beep".
M: The actual words he used were "beep-beep"?
J: Yes.
M: He didn't say bad words? He actually used the words "beep-beep"?
J: Yes. That's better than "dumb stupid head".
M: Um...well... anyway, WE DON'T HIT.

Snowflakes falling down
blanketing the town with snow
muffling out the sound

-Andrew

Taking care of our valuable assets

I stopped at the liquor store on the way home from work the other day. Somehow it seems wrong to put the beer and wine in the empty child seat.

true love

We have heavy street construction going on in front of our house for the next few weeks. Bulldozers, Bobcats, track excavators, things that make little boys forget what they're supposed to be doing. Yesterday, there was a woman driving one of the heavy trucks, and Jim overheard our four-year-old yelling out the window, "MARRY ME!!!!"

oh, really?

turkey

No one would believe this, without seeing the picture. (Hint: I'm not a good bowler.)