“So, Mommyo, what are you going to do about Caterpickles, now that I’m in middle school?”
Years ago, when I started this blog, neither my daughter nor her friends read on their own. They were never online, which gave me considerable freedom when it came to posting funny stuff my daughter said. But now that my daughter is 11, the potential fallout from telling funny stories from her day is much greater. What’s a curious mommy blogger to do?
Read articleMommyo messes up The Seven-Year-Old’s schedule … AGAIN
The Seven-Year-Old, angrily, to the sound of much paper sloshing around underfoot: “Why does she mess up my schedule like this? I have a schedule book and nowhere in it does it say ‘Clean your room’!” Related Links: Operation Paper Slick (Caterpickles) More Funny Stuff My Daughter Says (Caterpickles)
Read article“Is that truck exhausted?”
Once upon a time, I used to use Saturday mornings to post funny things my then four-year-old daughter said. She still says a lot of funny things, but as a twelve-year-old, her jokes have longer build-ups and don’t lend themselves to a quick burst of humor. But when going through…
Read articleThe Eight-Year-Old investigates retail book pricing
Now that NaNoWriMo is finally over, it’s only natural that The Eight-Year-Old, who spent November drafting tales of Snoopy, the World War I Flying Ace on her manual typewriter, would find her thoughts turning to how she could use her words to bulk up her allowance. In an effort to understand the potential…
Read articleThe Eight-Year-Old goes on strike
After a hard day decluttering, The Eight-Year-Old and her Daddyo collapsed on the couch in the Family Cave. When I walked in the room with yet another empty 30-gallon garbage bag in my hand, The Eight-Year-Old looked at me defiantly and said: “Mommyo, we are on strike for four minutes.”…
Read articleThe Eight-Year-Old browses our bookshelves
The Eight-Year-Old, while browsing through our bookshelves, stops abruptly at a shelf full of pastel-spined books. Mommyo, curiously: “What are you looking at, The Eight-Year-Old? My books on child behavior?” The Eight-Year-Old: “Yeah. Why do you have those?” Mommyo: “They are my attempt to understand you better.” The Eight-Year-Old: “Can I read…
Read articleThe Eight-Year-Old eats lunch
The Eight-Year-Old, munching happily on a picnic lunch: “Pringles should not mess in the affairs of humans for they are crunchy, and good with ketchup.” Related Links: More funny stuff my daughter says (Caterpickles)
Read articleThe Eight-Year-Old makes plans
At some point in the next couple of years, we plan to renovate our 1920s-era master bathroom. The Eight-Year-Old, naturally is full of ideas. The Eight-Year-Old, surveying the bathroom in question: “Can we keep this tile in here?” Mommyo, carefully: “I don’t know, sweetie. We aren’t going to change anything in…
Read articleWe interrupt your Tuesday to wish The Eight-Year-Old’s Grandpa a Very Happy Birthday
Last year, we were lucky enough to be able to go to Florida for The (then) Seven-Year-Old’s Grandpa Howell’s birthday. Naturally, the topic of what to serve Grandpa on his birthday came up. Grandpa asked for coconut pie. The (then) Seven-Year-Old was not happy to hear that. Grandma: “Haven’t you ever had…
Read articleWeekend at Caterpickles
Daddyo, reading the billboard at McCormick Plaza as we drove down Lake Shore Drive on a recent Saturday afternoon: “Housewares 2015. Mommyo, there’s an entire convention devoted to furniture and tile and stuff.” Mommyo, excitedly: “Why aren’t we there right now?” The (then) Seven-Year-Old, dejectedly: “Awww…” Related Links: More Funny Stuff…
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