Kate-isms

Kate (in her whiny voice): Mom, I can't DO all the things boys do.

Me: What are you talking about Katelynn? What can't you do?

Kate: Boys can do this (insert silly movements) and I CAN'T.

Me: You just did it Kate.

Kate: I know I can, but I'm the most awesomest girl in the world.


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Okay

So, I changed the name and address of my blog because, quite frankly, the Internet creeps me out a bit.

Why the Chapstick Avenger you ask? (just humor me that you are curious, okay?)

It's my alter ego. I feel it's okay to tell you because I've retired from being a Super Hero.

What's to come you wonder?

Oh, you know ... the same.

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The best part about getting library books is coming home and getting comfy on the couch with them.


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Kate-isms

Kate (in tears): "It's been a hard day for me."

Me: "It has! Why?"

Kate: "I'm too teeny to do big things."

Oh Kate. I feel that way too sometimes.

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I think, therefore I'm scared

David has started kindergarten. Which is tremendous and worthy of it's own blogpost.
Just not today.
Well, not in it's entireity today.

His first day home from school, we talked about school.
Where he sat, and what he learned and what his teacher was like and his classmates.
I asked if he made any new friends.

"No," he said.

The new day home from school was more of the same.

Except for this:

"Oh Mom, I did make a friend yesterday when you asked. Gaby. She rides my bus."

Gaby, a girl.

At dinner he started unexpectedly laughing while eating.
He then recounted some fabulously funny story about Gaby and some glue and some wayward letters.

They sit together on the bus on the way home.

Yesterday, he told us a story about Gaby and her big tv.

Does David have his first crush on a girl?

Somehow this makes him seem so much older than starting kindergarten does.

Star Wars Princesses

This game is called Star Wars Princesses. The kids play it every day.
I'm not entirely sure how it works.
But, it involves Star Wars.
And Princesses.


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Dinner tonight will be zucchini with a side of zucchini followed by zucchini dessert

I spent an hour today grating zucchini while David was at school and Kate played with play-doh. It was about as awesome as it sounded. We joined fruit co-op again this year and part of our share this week was a giant bag of zucchini. Part of our share last week was zucchini. Part of our share the week before was zucchini. Part of our share ... Well, you get the picture. When we were kids my parents had a huge garden that seemed to only produce zucchini. My mother couldn't give enough of it away. It became a joke in the neighborhood, how we would be eating zucchini that day. So, tonight I sautéed up some zucchini with tomatoes and sauce. And made some zucchini bread. And remembered home.

This is the game that would not end

 

This was one of Mike's games when he was a boy - The Battle for Hoth. 

David found this in the closet and we decided to play.

The first time we decided to play was a week ago. 

It was a nice day, so we set it up outside and played on the grass.

We played for hours.

And hours. 

And hours. 

No one won. Not even close. 

Darth Vader seemed impossible to beat. 

So, we finally decided to take a break from it and try again another time.

David set it up this morning. 

And won the game in minutes. 

Dark side of the force? 

Destroyed.

Sometimes it helps to change the scenery.