Monday, November 21, 2016

dinner time

Jude, can you set the table please?

"What is this, the palace?"

Jude.

"Okay..."

And lower the lights a little, please. It's too bright.

"Lower the lights? What is this,  a date?"

Friday, October 21, 2016

moon phases

We're learning about the moon now. Craning to find it above the giant billboards or under the day sky, circling the block, swearing it was just here last night... now where'd it go? How can it be gone? We've misplaced it.

What's that called again, I ask? A gibbon?

Gibbous, Mama.

Oh yeah. Tell me again about the crescent phase...

He does. And very well at that.

So that's the last phase of the moon, I ask?

There's no first or last, Mama. It just keeps going.








Woe.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

upon seeing a kitty cat on a leash this evening while we were biking home from the creek

Oh my god!
Oh my god!
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh!
Mama! We gotta get a kitty!
I know!

and this morning walking to the bus, passing a discarded black tennis shoe, that from a distance, we both thought was a kitty curled up sleeping on the sidewalk:

Jude, don't you wish we could have ears coming out of the top of our heads like cats and dogs?
Mama! But those are only ornamental. You can't really hear out of those ears!




What?


^^@

Monday, December 21, 2015

A talk with Santa

What would you like for Christmas?
An Apple Laptop
Okay... I'll see what the elves can do... have you been a good boy?
Yes
Have you been brushing your teeth?
Yes.
Making your bed?
Uh....
Been helping mom out?
She doesn't need my help.

Oh, I think mom could use all the help she can get.

Thanks Santa. :o





Wednesday, July 15, 2015

In Canada, Kakabeka Falls, some 120 feet or so

"I'l give you a million dollars to jump in those from right here! I dare you!"

"Jude! I don't think Mama would survive that. Look how tall those are. Look where they go!"

Even I, once fearless, cannot get too close to the edge. He does. Sizes it up.

"I double dare you!"

Jude!

"Okay... you can wear a life jacket!"

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Mama?

Why do you get those three lines up there, he says, pointing to my forehead, when you are talking strict?

Monday, May 4, 2015

upon waking and walking downstairs at 6:30 am

Mama, you know those president heads?

Mt Rushmore, you mean?

Yeah...

"Mama went there before you were born when I drove here from Seattle..."

So anyway... Well... there's a secret base inside Lincoln's head.

Really? I didn't know that. What do you mean a secret base?

You know.

What's a secret base, Jude?

Well... it's... you know. People live in there and can see out his eye.

Wow. How do you know that?

Someone in preschool told me.