"Gramma is going to trip over a ghost hole! Aaahahahaaa!"
Ghost holes are holes no one sees but which still manage to trip people. The kid was laughing at ghost holes, not the idea of me tripping.
I hope.
I live with the Kid. She is my granddaughter, and we are roomies. She says a lot of funny stuff. I am getting older though, and I forget a lot of it. This should help me remember. I hope. Heh.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Belonging & Community
We were out for supper after a terribly long day. As we were leaving, Jim and I were both shocked when the kid walked up behind an older lady and gently touched her back. Before we could react or respond, the kid and this lady are hugging and laughing. This woman starts talking to her five family members, telling them how the kid is such a wonderful little girl, with the most beautiful name. Jim and I were struck dumb, just watching in silence as the conversation unfolded.
The kid was completely in her element, sweet and gracious. The lady's daughter finally took pity on us and explained that her mom works at the daycare! Ohhh! Okay.
After we left, we asked the kid if this lady worked in the kitchen or office since we had never seen her before. "No," came the absent reply, "she takes care of the little babies."
And yet she knows the kid and thinks she is adorable. That child simply knows she belongs in this community. I am proud and envious all at the same time.
The kid was completely in her element, sweet and gracious. The lady's daughter finally took pity on us and explained that her mom works at the daycare! Ohhh! Okay.
After we left, we asked the kid if this lady worked in the kitchen or office since we had never seen her before. "No," came the absent reply, "she takes care of the little babies."
And yet she knows the kid and thinks she is adorable. That child simply knows she belongs in this community. I am proud and envious all at the same time.
Friday, March 22, 2013
Green
We were out for a meal. The kid was colouring but the restaurant only provided red, blue, and yellow crayons.
"Oh I need green," she announced.
She thought for a moment. "It's okay. Yellow and blue make green." She then proceeded to make it so.
She. Is. Awesome.
"Oh I need green," she announced.
She thought for a moment. "It's okay. Yellow and blue make green." She then proceeded to make it so.
She. Is. Awesome.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Physiotherapy
An ad was on the television yesterday for health insurance. The kid was playing on the floor when she turned to Jim and said, "Jim! They just said PHYSIOTHERAPY!"
Jim and I stared for a second. Then Jim replied, "You just said PHYSIOTHERAPY too!"
"I did!"
Jim and I stared for a second. Then Jim replied, "You just said PHYSIOTHERAPY too!"
"I did!"
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Philosophies
We were driving in the car, Jim, the kid, and I. The kid starts calling Jim a she. Despite gentle corrections she will not stop. Finally in exasperation I inform her, "You know, that flies in the face of all our tree-hugging hippy philosophies."
There is a silence from the back seat. I revel in my victory.
Then a curious voice from the back seat calls out, "Philoso-whats??"
Jim and I both burst out laughing. The kid wins again.
There is a silence from the back seat. I revel in my victory.
Then a curious voice from the back seat calls out, "Philoso-whats??"
Jim and I both burst out laughing. The kid wins again.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
The Seasons
We were talking about the seasons. Specifically how she wants it to be summer now. I said I would be happy with spring. She wanted to know why, so I told her how spring is all about nice days, not too hot and not too cold, how the leaves and grass start growing in spring, and in general how spring is lovely, to me.
She was quiet for a moment, then asked, "It's like a warm breezy day, Gramma?"
Honestly, I have no clue where she pulls these phrases from.
She was quiet for a moment, then asked, "It's like a warm breezy day, Gramma?"
Honestly, I have no clue where she pulls these phrases from.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Foodie
I made mini bagels with grilled cheese for her lunch.
"Grandma!!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!! These are awesome. We should always have these!"
"I am making sausage and perogies for supper."
"Those are my favourite!! Oh yay!!"
"Grandma!!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!! These are awesome. We should always have these!"
"I am making sausage and perogies for supper."
"Those are my favourite!! Oh yay!!"
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
What?
Picked the kid up from daycare. She was babbling in the back seat, and I was not listening properly. All of a sudden I hear her say, "You should have said that, right Grandma?"
Uhhhh. "Ummm. Right. "
"You weren't listening were you Grandma?"
"No sweetie I wasn't. Sorry."
A pause. Then I asked, "I should have said what?"
"What."
Another pause. Then peals of laughter from the back seat.
She thinks she is funny but it is easy to fool me.
Dammity.
Uhhhh. "Ummm. Right. "
"You weren't listening were you Grandma?"
"No sweetie I wasn't. Sorry."
A pause. Then I asked, "I should have said what?"
"What."
Another pause. Then peals of laughter from the back seat.
She thinks she is funny but it is easy to fool me.
Dammity.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Hunger Games
"I'm starving!!!!"
This is the kid's current method of informing me she might condescend to eat something, if it tasty enough. She yells it anytime she feels a twinge of hunger. How do I know they are twinges? She never finishes anything. Cheeky zeeba.
This is the kid's current method of informing me she might condescend to eat something, if it tasty enough. She yells it anytime she feels a twinge of hunger. How do I know they are twinges? She never finishes anything. Cheeky zeeba.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
iPhone
Jim, Kelly & I were all working on our iPhones the other night. I was showing them something in the settings. The kid leaps off the sectional in the midst of this and says, "Guys! I don't even have an iPhone yet!"
Yet? Uhoh.
Yet? Uhoh.
Strength
The kid informed us, "Once I get muscles in my legs, I am going to lift the fridge."
You go, girl.
You go, girl.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Smiley Face
While putting ketchup on her ground beef, the kid said, " Hey look! I made a smiley face!"
Then she turned the bowl a quarter turn, stared at it, and pronounced, "Well that's kinda creepy."
Then she turned the bowl a quarter turn, stared at it, and pronounced, "Well that's kinda creepy."
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Of Fog ...
The last morning of 2012, we were driving to an appointment. There was fog in the air, giving a haze to the world outside our windows. The kid was sitting quietly in the back, looking out the window. Suddenly she chirped up, "Hey Grandma?"
"Yes sweetness?"
"This is one foggy Christmas Eve!"
"Well it certain is like it, isn't it!"
"Yes sweetness?"
"This is one foggy Christmas Eve!"
"Well it certain is like it, isn't it!"
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Mirror Mirror
The kid walked out of the bathroom, walked up to me and informed me, "Grandma my eyes are very very beautiful!"
I think she just noticed.
I think she just noticed.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Christmas Lights
The kid thinks some people go too far with their outdoor lights. We were driving past one garishly overdone home, and from the backseat she chirps up, "That's a shocker."
When asked, she explained, "Someone is going to get a shock."
Heh.
When asked, she explained, "Someone is going to get a shock."
Heh.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
The Night Before The Night Before Christmas
At the winter carnival, the kid received a book titled "The Night Before The Night Before Christmas". She likes this book. She keeps it in the car to read while we drive places. The other day, she informed me she was reading "The Night Before Christmas".
I gently corrected her. "It's "The Night Before The Night Befire Christmas" honey."
"No Gramma. It is "The Night Before Christmas"."
This debate continued a few times until she stopped, looked at me like I was nuts, and asked in exasperation, "WHY do you keep saying that?"
Discretion is the better part of valour. There is no way to convince someone who only reads pictures that you are right about the title. I surrendered.
Now I am going to buy her "The Night Before Christmas" just to mess with her head.
I gently corrected her. "It's "The Night Before The Night Befire Christmas" honey."
"No Gramma. It is "The Night Before Christmas"."
This debate continued a few times until she stopped, looked at me like I was nuts, and asked in exasperation, "WHY do you keep saying that?"
Discretion is the better part of valour. There is no way to convince someone who only reads pictures that you are right about the title. I surrendered.
Now I am going to buy her "The Night Before Christmas" just to mess with her head.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Pulling Hair
Driving home from daycare. Coming around a corner, the kid announces, "I am pulling my hair up."
"You are WHAT??"
"I am pulling my hair up," and she shows me what she means. She meets my gaze in the rearview mirror ... And wiggles her eyebrows.
"You are WHAT??"
"I am pulling my hair up," and she shows me what she means. She meets my gaze in the rearview mirror ... And wiggles her eyebrows.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Excuse Me ...
The kid is standing at the window at daycare with her teacher. She is watching it blizzard. The teacher is talking when suddenly, my kid, with hands on her hips says, "Really? You need to stop now. This is enough. Just stop. "
Teacher, taken aback, asks the kid what she said. Kid turns around, hands still on hips, and says, "I am telling the snow to stop already. "
That is MY kid!
Teacher, taken aback, asks the kid what she said. Kid turns around, hands still on hips, and says, "I am telling the snow to stop already. "
That is MY kid!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Sailing
The kid made a paper boat at daycare today, complete with her name on the hull. As I am putting it into her backpack she asks, "Can I take that in the tub?"
"Um, no. I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"It is made out of paper. It will fall apart. It needs to be made of something that won't sink."
"Of course! I forgot it has to be made of metal!"
"Um, no. I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"It is made out of paper. It will fall apart. It needs to be made of something that won't sink."
"Of course! I forgot it has to be made of metal!"
Friday, November 23, 2012
Riding Dog Adventure
The kid comes to the end of the hall.
She hails me to get my attention.
"Guess where my riding dog is going?"
I looked. I laughed. "I don't know honey, but I know it is riding a zebra to get there."
"It's going to South America."
Who taught her about South America? Why South America? I think my head is about to explode.
She hails me to get my attention.
"Guess where my riding dog is going?"
I looked. I laughed. "I don't know honey, but I know it is riding a zebra to get there."
"It's going to South America."
Who taught her about South America? Why South America? I think my head is about to explode.
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