I picked up the girls after a play date at their friends’ house. Camille was particular upset about a cell phone of all things. She cried practically the whole way home.
But she managed to ask during the trip:
“Daddy, do you have to be rich to be home schooled?”
“No, darlin’. But you have to make quite [...]
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Yanked
Camille’s second tooth is now in the hands of the Tooth Fairy. Susan yanked it out. I’d stepped out for a few, but I came back to a big toothy grin - she’d already started with the second set.
And school’s out. Temperatures are dropping. All good news for the summer ahead.
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It’s the thought that counts
The other day, Camille was drinking a soda or something and I was parched. So I asked for a sip.
Her response, true but funny nonetheless:
“Okay. But you know I backwash.”
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One tooth down, many more to go
Kids lose teeth. Some a lot later than others. At age 6, a few months from her 7th birthday, Camille lost her first tooth. Lucky, too. She was working on her second set.
Shark jokes aside, it was an ordeal. She fought it for weeks. Susan finally took the bull by the horns and worked the [...]
Of little girls and footwear
Camille was headed on a field trip to the zoo this morning, and the instructions from school emphasized practical, weather-appropriate clothing and sneakers or tennis shoes. I was anticipating trouble from Camille, who likes her footwear pink, bare, and sock-free. I was so sure she’d resist that I followed her upstairs and started searching for [...]
Laundry tales
In the crush to get my research paper done for class and getting the house ready for Herb’s parents, who were coming to visit, I was doing some serious multitasking the other night. While the kids ate dinner, I headed upstairs to fold laundry. “Mommy, you should sit down and rest,” Abby said. When I [...]
“Cuppin’ and gougin’ “
This one’s for you Grams…
So, we’re talking about bad habits one evening, and Camille is telling us about a boy in her class. “He does this,” she says. Standing, knees bent, pelvis thrust forward, she puts one hand over her privates and makes a kneading gesture that would do Julia Child proud.
As we go into [...]
Weekend update
Friday night: The family went out to enjoy dinner at Bert’s Seafood.
Saturday: A family tradition we’re trying to keep going is to attend the semifinals of the ACC Women’s Basketball Tournament at the coliseum. Susan and I like the basketball. The girls like the food. Make that Camille is mostly interested in the food. Unfortunately, [...]
Sax machine
Camille on a very amorous Pippin: “Mommy! Pippin’s trying to have sax with me!”
You’ll be happy to know he hasn’t hit the right note yet. With anyone in the house.
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Name that artist
Camille: “I want to listen to the CD by that guy on TV.”
Susan: “What CD?”
Camille: “By that Tom Jerry guy.”
Susan: “Do you mean by the guy during the Super Bowl?”
Camille: “Yes!”
The answer: Tom Petty.
While listening to the CD…
Camille: “Woohoo! Thomas Jefferson!”
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A play on a snuffy nose
Camille either has allergies or is catching a little head cold. Of course, this weather doesn’t help. But she’s come up with a little twist on describing her symptoms.
Camille: “Daddy, this nozzle is stopped up.”
Ah, those stopped up nozzles.
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Policing the dog
Pippin is a different dog when he takes a walk with the girls. He’s actually excited. When it’s just me or just Susan and especially at night, it’s nearly impossible to get him to go more than a few houses down the block. But get the girls involved, and he’s chompin’ at the bit to [...]
