Running a little late on this…but I actually wrote something and posted it last week (that WASN’T a “They Coulda’ Been Great”)! Wanted to bask in the glory of that for a few days. Because making fun of people on Craig’s List is pretty glorious, no? Anyway – back to Facebook silliness in September… (What is this? All answers are HERE.)
Grandma sent the kids a package of some fun school supplies…
Eleanor: Mom – can I show Oliver his new school stuff?
Me: He’s already seen it honey.
Eleanor: I know.
“You GUYS! It’s time to GO! Oliver – get that toilet paper off your head!”
-things I yell into the men’s restroom
In case you were wondering? Eleanor is a girl.
At the Friday Hood/Gould play date/happy (many) hour(s) and Adrian Gould is trying to explain binary code to Alex Tudor. I’m doing work on my computer and only marginally paying attention (because binary code) but heard something that sounded like a “yes! that’s exactly what I’m saying!” breakthrough in understanding. So of course I exclaimed, “by George, I think she’s got it!” and then started singing, “the rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain!” And nobody thought it was funny. I hope you are kicking ass at your rehearsal Diane Cooper-Gould…because you are missed…very missed…
Waiting to see Diane Cooper-Gould in a play at the Kennedy Center Page to Stage festival and got a quick (and characteristic – weird – photo op) as she made a pre-show trip to the ladies. Can’t wait to see this talented lady PERFORM.
It’s official. My kids HATE taking first day of school pictures. And yes – you are right – George looks insane in that last shot. It’s his new “picture face.” I actually had to tell him he looked like a future serial killer to get him to stop for a few.
Thought I was taking a “test” shot with my seems-to-be-dying camera, and it turned out to be the best one I got of Oliver this morning. You’d never know it from this picture, but THIS kid can’t WAIT to go back to school. He looks like he should be heading to middle school – not 4th grade… But don’t tell him that. He’s “still little.”
This kid chose to wait for the bus in a tree. Only took four tries to get a non-serial killer smile for mom. Ready for 3rd grade!
No solo pictures of Eleanor this morning. She was too busy checking in with her nervous younger friends – assuring them that it will be a GREAT day. Especially this little lady who is starting kindergarten today! Honorary little sister agreed to pose for a picture with my 3rd grade girl. Undoubtedly, Mary Catherine will OWN that kindergarten classroom by the end of the day.
Me: George – here are some clothes. And take OFF those socks. I know they’re yesterday’s socks.
George: They’re not yesterday’s socks! They’re from a long time ago.
George just came over to ask me for some water. I am sitting at the dining room table doing work on my computer. Chris is in the kitchen cooking.
When I suggested that he go ask his father who is standing directly in front of the kitchen sink, George replied, sotto voce, “but he’s working.” Please make note that my husband is not a chef and I do not do part time admin work for a law firm as a fun hobby.
ANYWAY. I had the exact same conversation with Eleanor two nights ago. Though her response was, “but he’s busy.”
I could be up to my elbows in homemade pasta dough and my children wouldn’t hesitate to ask me for a glass of water. In fact, I don’t think I have EVER been in the kitchen when they DIDN’T ask me for water.
Darth Vader “vans”! Makes me wish I had little guys to buy them for… (at Target)
Oliver was super psyched to go shopping with me today.
“Mom! You know my friend – his real name is John – but he likes to be called Jack…”
This how George refers to that particular friend: “my friend – his real name is John – but he likes to be called Jack.” Every single time. Even if he “refers” to John/Jack five times in two minutes. George has some serious talking stamina when it comes to discussing John/Jack.
Eleanor: Mom, which do you like better – the old movie Annie or the new one?
Me: That’s a hard question for a woman in her 40s Eleanor…
Sometimes people ask me where Alice sleeps… #AndAlwaysOnMySideOfTheBed
Eleanor [to our five year old neighbor]: Mary – what are you going to be for Halloween?
Mary: An evil clown with a knife.
Pillows? What pillows? I wasn’t in any pillows…
I feel like I should be saying no… So I took a picture.
Just saw two seven year olds and a five year old scamper out my neighbors’ front door, looking all cute and ready for the adventures this breezy autumn afternoon holds in store…
They see me and offer dimpled greetings of “Hi Miss Kate!”
Charmed, I answer, “hey guys! Whatcha’ doin’?”
Seven year old #1 says, “oh not much…just playing Call of Duty.”
Seven year old neighbor I watch in the afternoon:
“Why do we have to get HOMEwork? Can’t we just have fun at home and a boring time at school?”
A question for the ages…