Author: paul@digitaldendrite.com

I think this is courtesy of Gizmodo–

The Old Homestead.

I can’t WAIT to move in. Anyone want to help with the bid?

So we just got back from doing our annual taxes. Now, remember that I haven’t paid any taxes out of my paychecks, since I’m a consultant and no one is withholding for me. That being said, we still owe $7000, all of it social security. Somehow, I feel broke, not secure.

Ah, well.

Me (holding owl puppet): Look, bug, he can squeak (squeezes bulb in owl to make squeaking sound).
K: I can’t do that. It’s too big for me!
Me: you can say it, though. Squeak, squeak!
K: that’s spanish for monkey!
Me: *BLINKS…Giggles*

So…squeak is apparently Spanish for monkey. Who knew?

BTW, we call her “bug”…for those of you who were confused…

WINTER HAVEN, Fla. (AP) — A dispute at the salad bar turned into a food fracas at an upscale retirement home, with a man taking a bite out of another’s arm and other residents suffering minor injuries…

Guess the salad bar didn’t offer arm as one of the choices?

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So I told Ellen that Kim and I are going away for the weekend because I didn’t want her freaked out when we left sort of suddenly. The race is on to see when she spills the beans. I wager that she will before I get to in 6 hours, but she might understand the concept of keeping her mouth shut…we’ll see!

Katie I did not tell, of course, because she can’t keep a secret for 15 seconds. She’ll have to find out when Kim does. Hopefully she won’t freak out, but i think they’ll both be fine because they love spending time with my folks.

And then it’s off to the Amish country for pretzels and sleep. Mmmmmmm….sleeeeep. We’ll see how that works out.

Bloody Brilliant

Well, it looks like I finally got this stomach flu that’s been going around. It wiped Kim out for about 36 hours. I don’t feel bad except that I’m spending a bit too much “quality time” in the bathroom.

God be praised, I won’t get the vomiting part. That’s what did Kim in…

But i feel it lurking….

OK, this one impressed even me, who is used to things that come out of Ellen’s (my 6 year old) mouth.

E: we don’t have school tomorrow.
P: Why is that?
E: it’s President’s day!
P: what’s that about?
E: it’s the president’s birthdays
P: which ones?
E: george washington and abraham lincoln
P: Very good. what did they do?
E: Washington was our first president.
P: Right. And what did Lincoln do?
E: I dunno
P: well, he was president during the civil war, when the north part of the country fought against the south part of the country because the south wanted to keep black people as slaves and take away their freedom. Lincoln helped the black people gain their freedom.
E: (thinks for a minute). Like Martin Luther King!
P: (sits dumbfounded)…Um…right! exactly.

I kid you not. 6 years old.

My two little goofs. You can’t make this stuff up. I wouldn’t even want to try…

Two nights ago, Ellen was sleeping out at my mother’s. It’s time for Katie to go to bed and she starts being cranky and whining that she doesn’t want to go to bed. Then she asks for Ellen, more and more persistantly, and then starts crying that she wants Ellen. She idolizes her sister and missed her. It was very sweet.

This morning, we’re trying on new clothes my mother bought for Ellen and I slip a black velvet dress on her. She turns to Kim and says “May I have this dance?” in total seriousness. It was TOO cute. She, of course, danced with her until she started getting too goofy and ended up tied in a pretzel.

Katie: I want to come up on your lap.
Me: Why?
Katie: Your lap is more fun!
Me: For fun than what?
Katie: Magnets.

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